Draft #2:
its now thursday without my words
flowing the morning as I attempt a divergence
       along those lines
we found in the depth that uncovered
                                    a space so delicious.
true and just a little vulnerable

    its those  openings
whispered on lips, the soft brush of your tongue burning still

  i laughed because touching your tender guardedness
to glimpse that secret delicate you
(as your eyes captured me )
       that i will hold gentle

rain…

rain
down on me
saturate built-up walls of
over-guardedness so they may crumble  
and set free who I used
to be

and then…  

I’ll  
stand tall  
as before and partake in
love’s offerings  

I beg you

rain…

rain  
down on me
r u s h over me
let  
each  
drip drop  
lot
sink soul-deep    
swish -swash away painful stains  
that’s taken up residence and evict residue of dissolved dreams that scream…
“you've failed to make us come true”
brighten  
up my blues
teach me to sing songs of better days  
even…
in the midst of life’s worse  
storms  
so…
every morning
I’ll rise with the energy of
'It’s great being me' coursing through  
my veins
let  
the fresh scent  
of after-shower inspire belief
all I’ve gone through
wisdom is my  
gain

rain...

rain

rain
down  
on
me

Ordinarily, a discriminatory
guardedness factors large what I air
in close confidential quarters
within therapist office bare
ring pocked marked soul
of this feigned cheer
full contemplative, introspective,

and ruminative despair
ring fellow, whose unfettered
stream of consciousness
(oxbow lakes included) doth endear
me, asper when posting private
psychological scars fair
lee calloused now, during mine

placid lake state of being oblivious
if online readers scowl and/or glare
at how emotional
exposure seems cavalier,
yet the medium of cyberspace
deafens me against hear
ring objectionable outbursts,

thus not impair
ring ambition to reveal
much more about myself unaware
if some gal or guy
smolders with jeer
ring refulsion, not care
ring in the least about

regarding my dear
re licked existence, more so,
when bane of adolescence
as a nerd with longhair
internalized verbal assaults,
I let fester and roil
beating a path to air

tight impenetrable redoubt,
now demolition paid for by medicare
expunging angst, which
severely bruised ego, a nightmare
courtesy being nay say,
non braying "scapegoat" ne'er dare


ring to fight back, no...
never went nuclear
well...eons ago
admit swiped at spouse
altercations (often) triggered,
when the missus did swear
at me anger brewed

from her own overbear
ring similar saga (wallflower)
silently suffering scare
tactics loosed from anti semitic barbs
both our lineage of Jewish here

reddit tee, though near
re a jot, sans religion
Haim Ginott bore ye,
foyer hall ready aware
tummy, and no qualms declare
ring atheism asthma prayer
full leitmotif dog bless ya mud ear!