My Rainy September is Coming…

I feel cold… I feel vapid… I feel drenched…

Rainday - Cynthia Alexander

Between breaths on a rainday
by smoky pane you’ll find me
your eyes are diamonds
carving images on the glass
on a rainday a shard
of breaking light on a rainday
summer comes alive
on a rainday a fading blur
of colors streaming down my face

Between breaths on a rainday
silver beads and eloquence
draped on a web
by my window
for everything a reason

on a rainday a shard
of breaking light on a rainday
summer comes alive
on a rainday forever
you will see on a rainday
for everything a reason
on a rainday

a fading blur of colors
streaming down my face
cast upon the fates
for everything a reason
for everything a reason