The Rain on My Parade
I say you're evil
yet I dive into your darkness
allow you to blacken
my shiny self
I say you’re mean
yet I let myself soak
in the angry pools
of your gaze
I say you’re a loser
yet I’m the one
falling into your abyss
too deeply lost
that I cannot escape
the periphery of your world
The Rose
I'm sure there are flaws in you
like the brown edge of a rose
dancing in the breeze
yet I cannot see your blemishes
only your bedewed petals
glistening in the sun
your layers of depth
when you move your lips
so I will continue
to follow the crooked cracks
the trail of broken glass
on this imperfect road
leading me to you
to that vibrant smile
I remember so well
The Sky
You are the sky
between high-rise buildings
I open the curtains
just to see your face
knowing what I see
is not all of you
but this piece of you
that gives me a glimpse
of your vast expanse
You're capable of rain
of thunder and lightning
but on this clear morning
you are my hope
my window
to a brand new day
Windows to the Soul
Your eyes
are full of moonglow
almost ebony
under the shadows
of your black lashes
They glisten
not from joy
or laughter
but the reflection
of the ceiling lamp
I wish I could bring smiles
to those oceans of pain
but they're too deep
in the woes of the past
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