You came to me in the dawn, when the world was still a mystery.
The dew drops sparkled on newly minted grass
When the vigor of youth still burned and unwritten was my page of history
You captivated and held my attention with but a single pass
And upon my virgin heart, you placed the first crack
Though like a thunderstorm you came and went
I missed your quiet rumble and sweet patter of your downpour
Therefore, others thought me mad that I abhorred the silence
That I found no comfort without your noise, your quiet violence
I learned to sing and dance in the rain
Until I was soaked to the bone
I reveled in the colds shivering pain
That was the only way I did not feel alone
You came again to me, to darken my skies
I turned and opened my arms to your gale
Your storm drowned out my joyful cries
You were my beautiful white whale
But as suddenly as you came you went
Leaving me on the shore
Of what little joy you lent
I clung to and wished you didn’t have to go
But you were a brooding cloud moving with the wind
And I was but a man without wings
Though I ached with the need for your silent rain
I understood we were separate entities different beings
And to save myself sorrows pain
I gave up my watch of the horizon for that left my hope leaning.