Part 3 – The Day We Came Together

(Read Part Two – The Day We Came Together here)


And yes,
the rains have come down again,
washing away the quiet, winter strength;
clasping the tendons
and up the spine
in a shuddering electric wave–
restless tremors
under the wraps
of long confined boundaries,
for a miracle escape,
from the strangled soul.


The symphony of the drops
takes me back a long way–
through the black nights
of an anxious touch–
the warmth of our embrace;
the silence in our breaths;
the lust in our eyes;
the goosebumps on our flesh;
of togetherness,
of shared despair,
flashing between the gaps
of unspoken words.


When I fell in love with you,
the sky turned a different blue,
the leaves
a different green.


the rain reminds me
of you;
of the dark clouds,
and the wetness of the ground
where our footsteps
would sink in
like memoirs of our love
as though they were deep enough to last


(Read Part Four – The Day We Came Together here)



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