Rockslide Blues Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Tonight,
As the clouds filled the air,
I listened as your heart echoed through your voice,
I listened as with each thump of your heart,
A drop of rain fell,
Insecure,
As it missed your voice, just that much,
Much To it's dismay, it couldn't catch your voice before it crashed against the ground,
The drops of rain, began to weep,
Creating a storm of emotion,
That overflowed from the sky,
Your voice, simple, sweet,
Did not break,
As it bled from where the clouds reside,
Saying over, and over,
Refusing to let go of each heartstring strum between the drops of rain,
Far from lust, As it sung,
Am I more than a pebble, to the mountain of thoughts that have yet to landslide into reality,
This feeling,
Tell me,
Do you still care,