run-on thought in the rain

run-on thought in the rain

while I look into the rain
something captures my attention

I get my glasses
to gaze harder

except
it isn’t a something
but conversely a someone

he has luring brown hair
strewn crazily around

maybe he is charming
or adventurously brave

will he be a lover
or a friend
or somewhere in between

I grasp my brain
before it can dream too far

simply another illusion
of the precarious could be

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