a breath of rain

Pink rose

Blue rain

Laying on the asphalt road

Holding the last rose

The sky many grey shades

Clouds varying color to color

Wet clothes

Wet hair

Laying in a puddle of water

One with the earth

She heals me drop by drop

Me and my dying rose

Quiet road

Quiet heart

I may break again tomorrow

I am reminded as a car speeds by

It splashes me with murky water

Headlights piercing the sky

The nights quiet,

my souls at rest,

cars splashing continuously,

my brains a wreck.

Cars speed by,

I'm easily a threat,

headlights inching closer,

causing a shiver on my neck.

Sky being pierced continuesly,

with murky water I'm soaked,

my heart being broken spontaneously,

my feelings for the pink rose,

are cloaked.