20 april 2018
I love rainy mornings
the kind where I can stay under covers
singing softly
about sweet things
If you were here,
I would nestle my head on your shoulder
we’d speak softly
about sweet things
in that place between sleeping and waking
where your breath is so peaceful
and the world is so silent
that I’m finally calm
so safe in your arms
But until then, I’ll write
soft words
about you
the sweetest thing of all
//
“I wanna know,
have you ever seen the rain?”