Through my eyes I admire this figure who gracefully walks Hour glass shaped, leaves my mind in imaged thoughts Raindrops I picture running down her cheeks To wipe them from her brow my desire gently seeks The wind plays havoc, caressing her long dark hair Umbrella caught in it's updraft, allowing a moment to stare Slowly she walks towards me, my heart skipping beats Seen through translucent droplets, soon our eyes will meet http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-15.php