Downpour Priorities

Sudden rain moves across our conversation

Out the café window.

My eyes turn round,

Following the watery sheets,

Or dreaming again.

.

I feel your eyes on my face

Yet I don’t turn to see,

Held, instead, by wet passersby.

Except from the corner I can feel

How deeply you can look.

.

And I can’t turn now, fearful

Break your gaze, then what?

But I should, easy enough

Forgetting fears vanish simply

when faced

So why not now?

.

Now?

Before I realize I missed it all.

.

What did you see?

See me missing it all?

Ha!

.

Watched rain rolls away

Down across the field,

Quiet again.

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