Downpour

Downpour

As my soft hand grazes your skin,

I feel the memories your flesh holds.

Your scars, telling stories with no words

. Stories of sadness, despair.

Stories of how you lost your way.

I can see the tears in your eyes.

Brinking the dam you've built around your heart.

Your sorrow falling as that of a downpour.

Rain against your calloused skin.

I love you, dear.

I love your tears, scars, and your clenched fists as I tell you it's alright.

I'll love you no matter what.