Rain poured like usual when I waited
For you once again.
The Children played on the puddles
Like we did in our youth;
Our yellow boots
and Umbrellas.
Alone I stood once again
Under the same tree
We marked our Hearts,
Your and I
Cross hearted.
The solitude of my heart
screamed in agony
in our secret meeting
place that once it was
Our secret base
It laid in the emptiness
in the vastness of space
in the infinity of time
in the realms of our
Unlimited imagination
Yellow boots
Dark kisses
Dark secrets
