BUBBLE IN THE RAIN

I have been walking,in a particular direction on a certain road,
Towards love town,on patient path.
The curbs I hit,twist my emotions so I feel the load.

Pressing...

Against my chest,it tears my vest,
I look demented,the tarmac seems contorted,
No shoes on and socks half torn.

Pressure...

Within my mind,perspiring siezelessly,
Winds of question from the sightless promised land,
Sweep,then uplifts my sweat,the heat pumps on,down to my feet self scorn.

Gravity...

I kneel to plead for mercy,to end this lunacy,
My voice only irks the clouds above to drip,
Drop,pour and drench me in natures wrath.
I took the wrong path,though there wasn't a right one.

Pull...

Knee caps submerge,go numb my palms dipped,
I swallow confusing sips,they are,
Bubbles in the Rain,

Between...

My fingers,feeling them linger and tease my sense of touch,
I struggle to trap the millions,they heed not to my grip,
Greasy hands,shall never stroke love land.

Inside...

The bubbles flow into my system,taste pricked to speak,
Wide open,more molecules jet into my cavities,
The cold,folds my heat,erupts then busrts into electric shocks.

Energy...

Every gene within awakens,vision of love becomes real.
I find myself at the door-step of love castle.

Then I question myself twice;
Are there clouds inside?
Are there bubbles of clear love molecules in the rain?

M.O.O aka Carswell evoL