These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

El Niño

I hate that
seeing you,
is as regular as seeing
a rainbow during an El Niño summer.
however surprising.
Even more the likelihood
of ever being
than what I am
to you.

 (I did see a rainbow last Wednesday, late afternoon...)
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