Rain Poem

I watched the rain move in at dusk today.

I saw the thunderheads slowly slide over the sunset
and cast their grayness before the dark.

I saw lights dancing behind the piles of clouds
and was blinded by the peachpink yellowwhite ZAP!
of lightnings racing to the ground.

I felt and smelt the breeze as its cool moved the trees
to shake their heads and rattle their limbs.

I watched a silver curtain descend through the night,
lit from within, hissing and drumming,
as it washed away the day.

And I wanted you here with me so that we could
listen to the thunder and the rain,
watch the lightning leap,
feel the wet and the wind
together.

I wanted you at home in my arms
with no holding back
and no avoidances
and no denials
of the love we share
together.

Love is not what you think,
nor is it to be judged by others.
Love is what you do,
Love is what you feel.

And I feel that my life is complete
now that you have touched it
and washed it clean of guilt
in the gentle rain of your love.