366 Poems: April 29th, 2016

Sunbeam

Out on the terrace in the pouring rain.

I call to you,

“Oh please, won’t you come down again?”

And you can tell my heart is true

in each sweet syllable

of your name,

but isn’t there something so beautiful

about the blue

that you’ve discovered over the cloud-covered pain?

How it calls to you,

to never come down

and forget all the troubles of love…

.

Out on the terrace in the pouring rain,

I pull you down,

my sunbeam,

and let you know that the world down here can be just as bright

as the one up there.

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