I Often

When the darkest of your clouds are so

close to my house.

And, if I bypass them, I often wonder,

is there light behind them.

I often wonder, when you descend the

rain Angels from heaven; thus,

collecting moisture.

And, when the first drop of rain is

formed and release down on me.

 Do you know what

that do to my heart?

I often wonder, do you  feels

the same way that I feels about you;

And, if I'm going to feel kind of

blue can I feel it with you.

I would love to sit underneath of

heaven with you.

And , as we sit here together, can

you reach over and touch my heart to

slow it down.

And, at the same time as you are reaching

for me; can I touch yours too.

I love you, smile.