In the reflection of the window as it rained.nI traced outline of your face. It wiped away.nI wondered why I couldn't be one of those drops.nEven though I know how hard they fall when I dream,nOf a february verse.nnIn the reflection of the lake fighting off the breeze.nI let the tide pull me in and just laid there.nI wondered how surface tension could still hold me up.nEven though I know how heavy my heart can be when I dream,nOf just floating away from short days and longer nights away.nnI lift this worn face towards the sky, embraced.