For Times To Come Poem by Javier Falcon

In the rain I feel your faint presence
as the moist air is filled with your essence.
But in this rain I stand and here stay,
without a dropp of fear seeing you go away.

And even though I held your hand,
from afar your soul had a higher demand.
As not even this rain could keep you down,
and happy for you, I still have a frown.

The taste of salt shows how much I cared,
a taste which has been years unshared
since its not one brought by this soft rain,
but one which comes with tears of pain.

And even though I will see you not,
in every beat you will not be forgot.