Utopia

"Hold me so I don't fall…"
The rain crashing like waves against your face
And falling like small tears of words beyond.

Stinging and raging in the chaos
Raised my hands to feel
Before my fading eyes and on my eyes, your eyes.

"It's getting cold, why does it rain?"
And falling pictures of past days like the small tears of sadness
The deepest look upon your face
With beads of running like endless valleys
In your eyes I smile on.

"You're so warm, I'm always cold."
Disappear the fading eyes
Laughter breaks the silence of your tears
In my mind I soar the heights
Spinning my elevated weary head

"It's warmer now and safe now…"
But on and on I stare
Boats of happiness and lakes of optimism
Tranquil thought
Fall back into clear waters of clarity
And let the rain drip from my face once more.

David Rossiter White

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