Smoke circles in the air <br /> from a cigarette left laying there <br /> <br />There is a tear <br /> caught between-holding on-letting go <br /> <br />And the rain <br /> it dances on the windowpane <br />Thunder echoes <br /> like the slamming of the door-a clinched fist <br />Lightning flashes <br /> reflections off a shattered mirror <br />Showing all-you fight to deny <br /> cut lip-bruises-black eye <br />That whispered-inner voice <br /> screaming-I told you so <br />And so and so <br /> it comes and goes <br />Moments like this <br /> fading now-already somehow <br />Like it never really happened again <br /> until the next time <br />And the rain <br /> it dances on the windowpane <br /> <br />A heart is torn <br /> left on that long road-called sorrow <br /> <br />And the rain <br /> it dances on the windowpane <br />Thunder echoes <br /> like the slamming of the door-a clinched fist <br />Lightning flashes <br /> reflections off a shattered mirror <br />Showing all-you fight to deny <br /> cut lip-bruises-black eye <br />That whispered-inner voice <br /> screaming-I told you so <br />And so and so <br /> it comes and goes <br />Moments like this <br /> fading now-already somehow <br />Like it never really happened again <br /> until the next time <br />And the rain <br /> it dances on the windowpane...<br /><br />Daniel Wittfoth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-the-rain/
