Heavy Clouds Of Rain

Open doors, empty chairs
dirty footprints on ice-cold stairs.
The pictures hang crooked

on dusty walls.

Your fading footsteps
       haunt the halls

of my mind.

As I look out my window

I see the heavy clouds of rain.

Approaching silently

but swiftly

    they fill my head

    and block out the sun

that once was there

with your love.

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Copyright © 2004 renewed by Jace Carlton

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Excerpt from Sounds of Darkness published by Diamond Heights Press,
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