Rose

there’s a chord through life a vibrant vibration running
and every once in a while my wave my pitch hits a drop of falling rain
and it builds that wave swims round and round the tear dropped shape
swimming and circling until it bursts into incandescence
a prism of internal light set upon a dark drear world
and there’s a wave in the life of a girl I feel
a wave that might just might be stepped with mine
so I walk through the rain, looking for those little drops
to a girl holding a red rose from the bush
and a drop of blood dripped from her hand in the rain
and exploded her into my life