The sideways snow slices cheek bone
The hollow sound of disappointment lingers through the winter air
She stands outside the gas station
She is the cigarette smoke being exhaled
I walk past her; we share a simple exchange of words
The look on her face resembles a grey sky with no visible sunshine to make her feel worthy of a smile
I know she deserves one.
I can see it in her somber eyes; I can tell by the way the color is drained from her existence
She contains misery and creates mysteries with her dreary expression
She looks like a rainstorm
Her distance drives me to desperately reach her…
Little snake bite
Drained of poison
Let me be your antidote
Little rain cloud
Drab and poignant
I want to make you smile.
As I walk out she snuffs her square continuing into her circle
I feel the gash from her cold embrace
Instead of ignoring the rest of her I wander into her world
I hold the door open-providing my warmth
The cold embrace gets melted down-her rainstorm turns to sunny sky-her existence gets pumped with color
"Have a great night! " She says sincerely, a smile emerges like the first day of summer.
If we never cross paths again
If she never knows my name
I'm grateful for those 20 seconds that I was able to stop the rain
She did the same.
Little snake bite
Drained of poison
Let me be your antidote
Little rain cloud
Drab and poignant
I just want to make you smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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