Rain stains my rosey cheeks As the blue of my eyes runs clean They are not for sorrow But of happiness beyond the imagination You cannot dry them With a hug or words said Your gentle hand Is the only healing of this treasure Puddles form at my feet Only to reassure me of my emotions The image of your face is blurred But I do not need to see it with my eyes Because I have memorized it in my mind I reach out to touch your face Only to realize Thast you also hold the same emotion as I Because I can feel the rain From your eyes And the smile on your face