I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
Is it raining where you are, I wonder
Are those sky tears running down your panes
Leaving silver tracks on all the windows?
Are you standing there watching your breath
Fog up the glass as it thunders
And can you see my reflection in the flashes?
I can see yours
It's there beside mine on the window
Just a shadow, but you, in all your ghostly glory
You, as you were when you loved me
And me, as I was when I was loved
I see us still together every time it rains
But just for tonight, I'll not turn around
To see the empty space that fills this room
I'll trace the palm print on the window
Lay my hand inside it until it melts away in morning
And though I know better than to believe in memory
I'll pretend it's yours.