It’s Raining

It’s raining

in the still dark night

as it had

during the soft grey day.

There’s a continuous hush…

as the rain settles on the earth

and she lies close to me.

*

The sweet burden of her head

rests in my arm.

Her cheek

and long bright hair

contrasting softness on my bare skin.

My sweet child’s hand on my chest

soft, sensitive and fragile.

What warmth it gives.

It warms me to the core.

*

I squeeze her slightly.

She stirs

moving closer.

Her breath warms my soul

and my soul sheds a tear

of a single pearl

from my eye

for love.

And in the black night

many tears fall from heaven.