Come in From the Rain
Come in from the rain, love
You softly said to me
Your poor heart must be drenched
From resting on your sleeve
Come, let me wrap you warmly
And take away your chill
Let me kiss the droplets
That linger on you still
You need not feel ashamed
You need not say a word
The things you cannnot tell me
I have already heard
Your hair is soaking wet
You shiver from the cold
But I have been here waiting
I'm here for you to hold
So come in from the rain, love
These clouds will soon pass by
And when new stormclouds gather
We'll get wet side by side
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~Raining in My Heart~
April,
Your poetry is soft and warm. I love this poem. Rain has always been a symbol of tears, love, anguish, loss... .
I could feel the chill and I could feel the warmth. Beautiful work. It was a pleasure to read your art.
It is wonderful to get to know you and your work.
Warm regards,
Kathy
Thank you
Kathy, you are too kind to me. The first four lines of this poem came to me in a moment, and I tried to find the words to convey the image it took in my head without sounding cliche. I don't often write love poems, but the rain is a medium a seem to be comfortable with. I am very appreciative that you took the time to read and comment.
Thank you kindly,
April