Simple Storms

It’s not the rain that makes me feel,
It’s not my heart that makes me heal,
It’s not these words that seal my soul,
It’s not these thoughts that make me whole.

It’s not the rain,
That’s what I heard,
A steady beat,
A trembling sound,
A whisper,
A caress,
A kiss,
A move from this world to the next.
A simple storm that stalls my breath.

It’s not my heart,
That’s what I know,
A steady thud,
A wavering note,
A word,
A gesture,
A warm embrace,
A move that moves me from this place.
A simple storm that blurs my face.

It’s not these words,
That’s what I want,
A steady stream,
A waning sound,
A touch,
A drop,
A heart,
A move that sends away from here.
A simple storm that shakes me.

It’s not these thought,
That’s what I think,
A steady train,
A waxing cry,
A kiss,
A gesture,
A touch,
A move that leaves me gasping for air.
A simple storm that takes me there.

It’s not the rain that makes me feel,
It’s not my heart that makes me heal,
It’s not these words that seal my soul,
It’s not these thoughts that make me whole.

It’s the rain,
That’s my undoing.
It’s these lies,
That are rushing through me.

It’s my heart,
That is like a shower.
It’s your touch,
That gives me power.

It’s your words,
That steal my breath.
It’s your voice,
That saves me from death.

It’s these thoughts,
That bind our souls.
It’s our love,
That makes me whole…

Simple storms,
Me and you,
Binding us,
Together,
One...

A simple storm that is this rush of love...