You and I

My newest coherent poem.

You and I

Do you remember how

the rain would fall

in braids and ribbons,

like a lattice, beckoning romance?

We would have played,

you and I,

our faces wet, our faces smiling,

us, letting the drops of rain

fall between our fingers;

The water would have fallen into puddles,

calling me to jump in and walk back

to the playground with you,

to be like little children, just being,

and splashing water on each other with our feet

we would let the raindrops beat music on our backs,

let them awaken the earth,

and in the fragrant midst of lilacs

we would have danced

you and i.

Epiphanies