'It rains again
As I stand outside
freezing
Drops rolling
from the tip of my nose
In hopes
that they might cool
the frustrated passion
within my heart
I leave a message
A beauty so sweet
yet devious?
Aloof
and alluring
I am dripping
from the liquid
numbing my skin
As I stand outside
pacing
Wishing
for the puddles
to wash me away with them
on their sullen tide
I am nearly soaked
Yet I could stand out
all night long
Hypothermia
might do me good
My anger still leaching
onto the concrete
beneath my motionless toes
A drop rolls to mouth
Like a kiss on the lips
From you to me
I sit beneath the alcove
quietly
Sull