The sky crys on a romantic moment.

 

The night begins, dark and silent,

the tree's swing from the wind,

the stars stay still, they seem closer to the earth.

 

We lye there, thinking, wanthing, hopeing,

for something to happen, anything to happen,

her hand moves closer, and closer to mine.

 

the wind picks up,

the howling becomes loud at miles away,

the moon is bright, real bright.

 

her hand touches mine,

I twitch in suprise,

she laughs, I laugh as well.

 

the wind blows a breeze,

the stars seem to grow,

the moon fades away.

 

she scoots closer, and closer,

moves her head at the center of my chest,

looks at the sky beside beside us, I look down.

 

the weather begins to rise,

the cool morning air, colder now,

the dark clouds appear.

 

i want to say it,

she wants to say it,

we begin to say it.

 

the sky starts to cry,

the drops start of easy, fall harder, and harder,

the puddle of regret where we lay.

 

the moment of perfection,

the chance at "this could have been forever",

ruined by the rain.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

oh man...im exhausted.

Reviews

[Adam :P]

They never had there chance to say what they wanted to say, cuz it started raining on them

[Rachel]

the rain didnt really ruin it... it was a perfect moment, nothing can ruin that

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Awe the rain here is used in a cute way...I loved this a lot. The emotion in this was beautiful. Good job. :D

[Ruth]

The rain used here is amazing :) As with emotion, water as a metaphor always adds a beautiful resonance!
xx

[Candylove.]

instant favorite! this is beautiful.