She Was the Rain

Some days I wake up

And think of all the men

Before me and the fools

They were to ever let you

Slip through their fingers.

They were such damn fools

You know?

They were the type of people

To watch the rain through their windows

And say “Don’t you just love the rain?”

I, on the other hand, was the only one

To watch it pour outside

Take my shoes

And anxiously and bravely

Go dance madly in you

 

-Christopher Poindexter

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