Oct 22, 2006 03:18
What is love?
Will it sweep down
like a sudden storm?
Or will it come silent, slow
Like spring breaking
the frost of winter?
I for one hope it comes like the rain,
soothing a burdened heart
one cool drop at a time
until at last it sees peace.
Then the clouds can part
Revealing tranquil rays
To dry the small pools
Left by the soothing tears.
The smell of cool rain
with the warmth of new spring.