p o e t r y

rainstorm
 

rain
pearls down
like falling
tears,
distant thunder
touches painfully
my innermost
and growing fears

harsh wind
sweeps leaves
off soaking ground,
you turn to me
in sleep still
safe and sound

lightning lights
the bedroom wall,
a canon goes off
in the hall,
you grab my arm
and hold on tight

two frightened people
seeking shelter
in a dark
and stormy night