I kiss the rain
(like you once kissed my tears)
and breathe in deep
inhaling the scent
of storm-filled afternoons
where we sought refuge
in each other's love.
Our memories taste
like chocolate and hot coffee
on rainy days,
the scent of starry, moonbright nights
where we never wept alone.
But now my tears fall
with only my lips
to receive them, unkissed,
to water the warm earth
where you rest
in dreamless sleep. |
Submission Name: Kiss The Rain
