My eyes watered
As the first rains,
of this night now,
burned through my memories
I remember now that night,
Moonlit and blue.
A fiery passion flowed as we kissed
like the stream upon which we stood
I grew then, slowly
to want and love you
But hurting still,
from yesterday, and the distances of today
I wavered, incoherent
Now, I stand
Weak and wavering
Unable to hold on
To these first rains
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