misty rain halos <br />the traffic lights that <br />serves as my guide. <br /> <br />the black veins of tree <br />limbs lace the mauve and <br />periwinkle light that <br />bounces from <br />the clouded city sky. <br /> <br />my face tingles as I <br />stare up into the rain <br />and I'm surprised. <br /> <br />all I can think <br />is how much more this <br />could mean, if only <br />you were here.<br /><br />John Kipling Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misty-rain-halos/
