Hopelessly I stand <br />curls plastered to my skull <br /> <br />the bus stop <br />sprouting mushroom umbrellas <br /> <br />each passing bus <br />that doesn't stop <br /> <br />splashing us <br />...we curse. <br /> <br />But I inhabit <br />a parallel universe <br /> <br />of rain <br />when I was nine <br /> <br />much more real <br />than this <br /> <br />the rain my friend <br />its fingers <br /> <br />caressing <br />my upturned face <br /> <br />curls plastered <br />to my skull <br /> <br />walking hand <br />in hand <br /> <br />with June <br /> <br />warmed as I am <br />now <br /> <br />by her lips <br />laughter <br /> <br />still my name <br /> <br />forever living <br />in her smile.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/parallel-universe-for-junie/
