I cried for you, for us today
silently emptied
my heart, my soul
into a storm of tears
which I am sending to you
as a message in the shifting shape
of cleansing, nourishing
colorless rain
I want to soak you with
the intensity of loving dreams
wrapped safely in a downpour
I beg that when
those first rains come
delivered desperately
on the weeping wind
falling in splatters at your feet
you'll remember that it’s only me
whispering, speaking, calling you
with deep intent
through this, our secret
but symbolic code
drink me in, welcome my wishes
raining so plentiful upon your face
each little drop, a shimmering tear
of scintillating thoughts
in warm embrace
- feel me, my presence, near
I know too, that you hold
within the safety of your palm
a map of our world
with precise directions
to our heaving hearts
and in reality, on that global map
we are but a single hand apart
I will wait, willingly
with purposeful patience
for the seven seas to rise
fed from rivers forged
by waters from my eyes
and I hope that in good time
you will rediscover
that treasured map
try to find a way
through heavy rains
and troubling fears
seeking for the source
of those very tears