Dion Yard

Why chase the rain, he asked?

 

Because the rain tagged me

 

it is only fair.

 

The winner is up to the air,

 

It’s the only divider from her and me

 

For if air was to sound it would not decide

 

It would have faith inside,

 

For hope that I would one day catch the rain

 

And tear her cotton skin till her truth poured down

 

As a colorful orchestra of sounds

 

Some whisper,

 

Some bang!

 

As loud as they came!

 

None of which stops me from chasing her

 

But I know she feels for me

 

She takes pictures, and I’ve seen

 

She thinks she’s sneaky but it seems

 

That her tip toes are traveling schemes

 

She is plotting,

 

But I don’t care!

 

I want her to find me

 

So I can declare,

 

My love for her with no one I share

 

Would you like to kiss me?

 

She breathed,

 

Into my soft ear seed

 

Which grew dyes of warmth I need

 

But before our faces could meet

 

She stops to say hold your feet

 

You must catch me before it's too soon

 

Where the clouds divorce and borne the moon

 

And the light begs to consume!

 

Our love for each other in this black lagoon,

 

Where I must wait again for her to reappear,

 

But I fear not,

 

Because this is my chase to seize,

 

Within my reach she seeks to plead

 

Catch me before the moon bleeds

 

I got you, I announced

 

You're finally it,

 

She stops her tears

 

And kisses me,

 

As the world is paused

 

And I’m drowned in pleasure

 

I realize I see no other that fate would fit;

 

But before I could smile and flea

 

She whispers tag, you're it