If the lies won't stop falling out of the sky...

**If the lies won't stop falling out of the sky...
would you be the one to hold the umbrella over
the veil of my eyes?**

Are you that elusive cloud of yesterday
or the splattering rain today?

An unknown factor in my scheduled life
when I look
I never could see,
like that intangible cloud of mysteries,
that floated in my veiled delirium
as I tossed and turned
under the watchful moon
of yesterday's fleeting
~dream~

Today, you fall from the disguise
in trillions of crystal drops
and still
as I stand there saturated
by the tangible embrace of you
listening,
all I hear is
~silence~

Perhapse
your magnanimous cycle
simply excludes the minuscule
spark of my being.
Perhaps
as you rise and fall from the earth
in that perpetual
endless waltz,
I shall find another
who would
at least
hold the umbrella over me in the splattering
~rain~