To Christopher, or Sorry that I Called You Your Full Name

How to dance under the rain
I will never forget again.
Because once I did get lost
in others' impressions and thoughts.
(and, Alas! How hard it was
finding the way back home)

For my full-of-tears eyes
The world was black 'n white.
My inner light went dark,
loneliness covered all up.

On the mirror what I saw
when I looked into my eyes
was I face I didn't recognize,
by other hands re-shaped.