It was raining the moment
that I fell in love with him.
He was writing a sad poem.
He said it's easier to find
the words when the sky weeps.
I told him I walk in the rain
sometimes to wash the world
from my heart.
he asked me to play him
into my music
to write him in a song
that would be an old standard.
To lose him inside its soft lyrics.
To play his song everyday
of my life.
I touched his beautiful eyes
wet as the drifting lazy rain.
And my heart whispered
I love you so much.
Are you sure
it's not just the rain
he asked.
My lips met his
and he entered the door
in my heart
that I had left open
for so long.
As he entered
He saw the rain inside.
and I quietly closed
it behind him.
for the first moments
of our last forever.