The rain taps against the window
an old soft shoe.
The air rich
with the damp earth smell of spring.
Street lights are fractured
by droplets on the glass.
I take a sip of wine
and think of you.

There was that camping trip
I watched you dance naked with the moonlight.
You were so full of life,
and a joy to be with.
Rain woke us up pattering against the tent,
I don't think we got dressed at all that day.
We stayed in each others arms
and fell in love that weekend.

A warm June morning
of drizzling spring showers.
As you slept, I went out
and stole flowers from the parks.
Lilac's purple and white; Tulips and Daffodils,
filled the house when you opened your eyes.
As we said our vows
the rain gently offered applause.

Ten years on
a cold bitter rain of winter falls.
I beg you to stay,
to give us one more chance.
I walked alone for the first time in years,
grim and soaked.
I'd left the umbrella behind
along with my heart and pride.

October rain runs like tears down my window,
the phone rings, I answer.
An old friend informs me that you are gone
tears like rain run down my face.
I don't know what to say...
I loved you, I held you, our bodies joined as one.
I cannot imagine the world without you
even if you were no longer mine.

Now many years on
I am long past young.
Still the rain falls down
and whispers memories to me.
I finish the wine, put on my coat
and walk out into the night.
Rain and spring like love renew,
rain fall down and cleanse my soul.