When it rains

When it rains

There is a promise,

Not in the weather

But in its determination.

A sea breeze can change everything

Dreams are easier to

Navigate with eyes wide

Close them and everything can change.

When I dream

I’m always saying goodbye

The sky is

A cloud of uncertainty

The rain feels warm

Being wet is sensual

Scary, familiar,

There is no smell

Unless it is called for.

When we are together

There are brief moments

When we collide

You are fire

I am water

And together

We make steam.

Until lucidity

Disappears undercover

Of darkness,

The dream is over

Before it begins

The sky thickens.

Colours drain

As weather draws in.

The comfort of rain

Is in its relationship

To a memory of home.

A cosy fireside

An easy chair

And the sparkle in the eye

Of a storm.