Rain Dance

it's just past noon
and raining lightly
where I'm waiting
for the girl
with perfect eyes

watching everyone else
walking with classmates
talking on celphones
dodging raindrops
passing me by

I left my player
on my desk
could have used it
to help me
kill time

a soundtrack
for this hour-long
anticipation
of her smile
and shy looks away
when complimented

I like that part
how it feels like
an elaborate dance

but

it's half past twelve
and still raining
when I head inside

wondering if I mis-stepped.

Don McGonigal
July 2007