Rain Poem by Rachel Brewer

I’m sitting here on the ground, begging.
Begging the sky to open up and pour down on me.
The ground is my home and I need the rain to keep me safe.
On this ground, by you,
I need some peace and relaxation.
I need the rain.

Looking up at the clouds, all grey and puffy.
They want to burst open I just know it.
They want to soak me and dampen this ground where you lie.

So please, I need the rain.

A spit,
I feel a spit of rain.
I know it.
Thank you.
The rain thunders out of the clouds and hammers down over me.
Soaking through my clothes,
Cooling me,
Soothing me,
Freeing me.
Next to you, I feel safe,
I feel like I can love again,
I feel everything.