have you ever heard
the tinkle of glass rain?
it splashes in puddles
and little girls' eyes.
it casts its iridescent cadence
across the pasty white walls--
it dances in your smile,
your laugh.
it tickles my ears,
burrows into my heart.
in the corner of the park
and your eyes,
lies a little crystal drop
ready to--
break.
YOU ARE READING
lightning
Poetry"flashes of lightning they light up the hills visible only for a moment briefly beautiful before being engulfed once again by the storm" _ poetry book
