Looking at you

Looking at you

Even an image of late

Is like observing the moon

During all times of day

Like stairing at the sky

Through all kinds of weather

But most like when heavy summer rains

Burst through the clouds to my amaze

And my eyes are filled

But can't get enough

Of the clear beauty which you are

In abundant blinks

It's funny how even at this distant memory I

Can still breath it in

Like the rain which fell

Most recently

Saria