October Rain

It rains, sweetheart
I wish I could drown
In the green of your eyes
And sing you a lullaby

It is cold, my love
Like I have never shivered
To your silence and sound
Covered by the leaves of fall

It is cruel, my girl
To see the rain in those
Who still of you remain
But cannot touch your face

It is your name, my child
The best poem I wrote
And then broke my pen
And burned my books to dust

I wish I could drown
In the green of your eyes

October 17, 2006