Wednesday, September 08, 2010

13

When I look into her eyes
It rains

Sometimes I just don't want to be
Sometimes I see
Something out of nothing

Never before have the stars
Been quite so bitter to me
Never has the moon
Shone so hatefully

Soft and gentle piano
Follows
Where ever I go
As if every player on earth
Seems to know

When I look into her eyes
I wonder where she is

Beautiful and gentle
Is this night
Soft as silk
Floating on the air

When I look into her eyes
I know there's nothing there
Only rain

3 comments:

Pat Tillett said...

really nice! I love the whole thing, but that last stanza is amazing...

When I look into her eyes
I know there's nothing there
Only rain

Jules said...

Wonderful! Just got here. I'm slow with catching up to people, please forgive me.

Following along now. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

Julia, the Thanksgiving Girl said...

I love the comparisons you use! Silk, rain, piano... all go together "gently"