In the rain,
the pouring rain,
where the sun won't shine,
even if you hate me,
I'll wait for you.

In the night sky,
stars twinkling,
stars shining,
moon smiling,
sun sleeping,
a mystical place.

blue sky
white cloud  
birds mixing sound made

ray of
energy.

i counted your number one day;
or tried, anyway.

you danced
for me
over the cityscape,
even the horizon;
your hips
undulate,
describing lines
dangerously.

i picked up my little pixels
to capture
this dissent.
but you

were
so free

that i stopped writing
and started being

like you.