It Rains From Your Eyes Poem by Jacqueline Ellison

It rains from your eyes if nostalgia suddenly
Comes and lashes the virtue of those memories,
When you were mine in the most beautiful moments,
When it was easy to make magic between us.

It rains from your eyes, when the moon,
It closed that focus that with easy light wore,
The vehemence that for you I felt one day
While I loved you, like I never loved any.

It rains from your eyes in angry downpours,
Which soon wipe out the crumbs,
Of that love that once looked like a jewel,
And now its just the lowest creeping orc.

It rains from your eyes without a way to stop,
It rains from my eyes without a future to heal,
It rains life in the most cruel regrets,
It rains from our souls as the rain grows.