Unborn

Gentle rain sprinkled

On my hands

Softer than snow

Your fears soaked through the sunshine

I drifted away on thoughts

Untouchable islands of clouds

Somewhere from anywhere

And

Now trains fly past

People to destinations

I sit with them

Breathing someone else’s dreams

Aspirations of escape

Closing the business of today

Unborn dreams pregnant with desire

Lie rotting in the womb

And I was crying for that touch

That would reach within me

Extracting order from chaos

Drinking back your tears

Like mine

October 2007