your affection is like rain
coming and going
pouring and sprinkling
hideous and beautiful
safe and dangerous
rain can stop
your affection.. has stopped
once in a while
i get little drops
but they never last
long enough to sustain
my heart
which breaks now
in the name of you
when the drought comes
and the doubt comes
what a gray day
it is in my heart
what a bright day
outside this picture window
in my heart it is raining
outside it remains dry
oh how i do love the rain
