She curses sunny days
With heat and sweat trickling down her forehead
Before she goes to bed everynight
She prays for rain to soothe her
And when it comes
She shines her brightest
The first chance she receives
She's out standing in a clearing
Head tilted toward the heavens
If she's crying as she well might be
The rain masks her tears
Or washes them away
And she laughs like I've never heard before
Because the rain sleeks back her hair
Clothes sticking to her form
Like she has showered in them
There isn't a soul to bother her
When it is raining for her
She'll laugh and say come join me
As she dances and twirls her skirt
She's never looked more beautiful
Than she does when it rains
She extends a hand to me
To join her tearful bliss
And so when I go to bed at night
I now pray for rain
But not for me, for the girl I know
And the light that flickers inside of her
When heaven poors rain for her
The girl who loves the rain
People ask me what's wrong
Why does she lean against the love of most
I shrug and say why go along
When you can be happier loving more
They ask who I am referring to
I smile and say, The Girl in the Rain.
 SiGnOrA AnGeLo · Sat Aug 22, 2009 @ 03:44am · 0 Comments |
