Rain on me

From a distance

I've seen the way you look at me

And it's not like others - 

there's a softness in your eyes.

Sometimes, as gentle as a morning cloud

but other times

a tornado is brewing

but then you close your eyes

I can see rain

waiting to burst forth

from the lights of your soul

but you are holding back

Let go

You can rain on me

Let me loosen the grip

of that dark hand on your soul

and your moist pools of blue

can freely nourish

my thirsty eyes.

Author's Note

Image = "For a minute there I lost myself", by Marie Clare, Deviant Art.

Reviews

[Elyralune]

I love the fact that you are describing a tornado and a storm, but it comes from the light of their soul. It gives an interesting piece of imagery to describe your character, like the softness. " / of that dark hand on your soul /" You describe someone in turmoil but yearns to be free, that has it in them to be free, if only they let loose once in a while. I like it, good style.

[SleeplessVolcano]

thank you very much. This one was a bit of a strange poem, because I was writing from the perspective of a person I was looking at........it is amazing what we can imagine when we see what is hidden in the eyes of others.....