window

Looking out the window
I catch a glance
And my heart beats faster
And grows and grows
And my breaths get short
and my hands lead me there
where I feel it run down my bare arms
and drip off my skin
my eyes are closed
but everything else is open
and I let it flood my mind
and my heart
and soon its all that I feel
all that I know
and my life
and my problems
now seem to drift away
until they are out of sight
imaginary
and I feel something
beyond what I thought could be felt
beyond what I thought could be
and a sigh follows
when I realize I am back
back where problems exist
and decisions must be made
and so I get up off my bed
and hope
and pray
and wait
for the next time the rain will come to take me away