Rainy days
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Whenever it rains, I think of you.
Especially in the months of
December..
January...
February...
and March
When the northeast winds blow in clouds that pour out their souls.
Monsoon rains bring back the memory of your touch.
My heart remembers how it felt like to be in love with you.
It hits me in waves with the cold air and morning dew;
It rains on me with the sudden afternoon showers;
hours, minutes, seconds, seconds, minutes, hours
The monsoon rains remain the same,
They came before, they will come again.
And in the evening as the sun sets, it settles into a fine drizzle that eventually subsides.
My cold hands remind me of how you kept them warm
on...
rainy days.
