Rain Dance

my hands up against the glass
watching the rain drip off the roof
it dares me to join it
to open my window
and leap into the mist
and dance in the rain
like the days of yesteryear
but
the cold outside slaps my skin
and the wind turns the gentle rains
into tiny claws
whipping my face
no
i cannot dance today
not when the day is so unforgiving
so i stay
hands against the glass
the downpour outside
taunting me