She Left In The Rain...

She Left In The Rain Without My Umbrella
Creating A Deep Negated Space In My Spirits,
The Miles I Covered Still Lay Green In History,
But Her Smile Was Still Throbbing Somewhere,
As Her Eyes Mused A Hymn To Soothe My Brain,
I Walked Alone, Enjoying Life’s Pungent Sarcasms,
& Nature Being That Unpaid Event Manager, Had
Already Set The Aura Of An Utopian Melancholy,
Making Me Appreciate, That Even 2 Months Skip,
Faster Than The Sound Waves, & As Her Distant
Voice Drenched Me Then, Night Stayed Boisterous,
& Dawn Left My Reveries As Unanswered Soliloquies,
& I Wait With Anticipation, For That Next Friday Evening...