Wednesday Poetry Corner

It's been National Poetry Month for twelve days now. I'm surprised I held off this long. You can thank me later. Should you choose to continue reading, that which follows is a poem I wrote in 2005. Even though I had not yet met the the person this poem brought to mind today, the sentiment applies just the same.


Fervent Rainfall

The weatherman says

Rain

For where you are today

And I wonder if you'll wear a jacket

Or if you'll feel the cooling drops

Upon your neck

If you'll race for a door through a deluge

Or linger in a warm front shower

Eyes closed

Breathing deep the fresh air wetness

Nearly drowning in the sweetness

What would I give

To fall fast from a cloud

Chasing on a current

Touching gently on your skin

For just a moment

Would you sense

That it was me