Through the open window <br />the rain falls upon the wallpaper <br /> <br />bringing to life the paper roses <br /> <br />as Caruso sings <br />like a ghost through time <br /> <br />swimming through the black wax <br />against the Past’s scratches and hisses <br /> <br />the white white curtains <br />dancing wildly in the wind <br /> <br />the beginning of the storm <br /> <br />and then <br /> <br />...you kissed me.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/say-i-am-growing-old-but-add/
