you are
my refuge
against the
scorching heat
my once humid,
arid, barren existence
now springs
with life,
the grays, the blacks
are filled
with greens,
blues, and all the hues
that represent
new beginnings

little by little
you have washed
away the pain
of memories
i would rather
keep hidden,
tucked neatly
in a vault
that i sometimes
open, to remind
me of the heartaches,
each instance
i got hurt
not to savor
but to act
as a firm warning,
misplaced trust
has always been an issue
the scars are
starting to form
can i call
myself healed?

your tiny droplets
push their way,
to the very
core of me
persistent, unfazed
forcing themselves
inside, steadily
plucking away
the barricades that
have stood ground
i placed them
there to guard
against any invasion
that might urge
my heart to beat again,
they are failing. . .

rain, rain
don't go away
i don't wanna wait
for you to come
another day

i have you here with me now. . .

i am not letting go of you now. . .