Love And Rain Poem by Randy McClave

Love sometimes is like a slow rain

But, then sometimes it’s like a violent thunderstorm,

It drenches the skin like a cold delayed pain

But, then sometimes love is just lukewarm.

Love comes and goes like a spring shower

Then sometimes it arrives like a surprised cloudburst,

It might last for a moment, or sometimes an hour

But, it always arrives to quench the thirst.

Sometimes love is just like a storm cloud

Brought about us by our sadness and regret

We want love and rain, but it’s covered by a shroud

That is when we all just need and want to get wet.

Love falls upon the soul like slow raindrops

Sometimes that’s how we know when we are in love,

But then for the idolizers the rain slows and then stops;

Oh how I wish, the rain would become a flood.


Randy L. McClave