There she stands
Alone in the rain
Should I go up
And ease her pain?
What if
The thunder rolls
As do her eyes
Her heart and words
Turning to ice
It would make me
Seem such a fool
Time is ticking
Life is cruel
But if
The lightning flashes
She turns round
Her smile reflected in
Puddles on the ground
I should feel
So high in ecstasy
But how to believe
She’d really like me?
Tentatively
I approach
Open my mouth to say...
But wait
She might stray
Even further away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
enjoyable verse loaded with stormy apprehension. nice work. -Tailor