California Storm Poem by TP Sage

California Storm

Rating: 5.0


just a summer shower
rain
nothing special
till I saw you in the courtyard,
hands on the back of your head
face lifted to the sky
alone and only.
something spiritual
in the way the rain danced on your pale skin,
beading and skating off
as if you were a marble sculpture.
just as I realized I wasn't breathing
you took a deep, soul cleansing breath
and lowered your head.
when you opened your eyes
you were looking at me
a tiny smile at the corners of your lips
you shrugged your shoulders
your lips parted into a breath taking smile
well, it took my breath
but I managed to smile back
I fell in love with you as you strolled away
a wildflower swaying happily in the wind of a summer storm.

Now, I cannot tell
if you were ever real.
I can see your face, your ivory skin
the dark earth brown of your eyes
I can even smell the rain
but I can't tell you where I was
or when you were
of if.
did you happen when I was young
and unaware?
Are you a dream just surfaced?
Only an ideal in a poet's heart?

doesn't really matter I suppose.

a wildflower swaying happily in the wind of a summer storm

I remember you.

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