When the Rain Comes Down
I hope you find comfort in the sheets of my bed
and in the beats of my heart
The droplets outside slide like silk
slow and calm
elegantly molding with one another
chasing to be part of someone else
The music is faintly echoing in the room
as I brush away your tickling hair on my nose
You press the cold tips of your lips to my collar
searching for warmth
of what was left from last night
I breathe in the dew from the left side of the mattress
not bothered to close the window
as the wind gently ushered rain into the room
Your finger tips draw circles to the back of my spine
smoothing over the ridges of my bones
easing the weight I've carried
I count your eyelashes
a mix of
long and short
curled and straight
but I'm distracted by the warm eyes that look back into mine
Your forehead touches mine
reminding me that you're still here
even when the rain comes down
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