TO THE MANY I LOVE [love poems]

RAIN

Even the moments before you arrive are heavenly,
And when you come down to me it's the moment of ecstasy.
The melody of your winsome fall keeps me awake and also tugs me to sleep,
but it's when you hold me gently, the loudest I get to weep.
Though it's cold and damped, I still come back to get soaked in your endless innocence,
Because you are the rain I yearn, a ravishing refrain of my songs.

-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla