You, were the perfect drop of rain on my fingertip,

I stay still so as to make you stay longer

But alas!

You are the very form of water itself,

I couldn't stop you from flowing in your own rhythm,

You were meant to flow,

From that drop of water in the ocean,

To the moist air in the clouds,

And then descend as rain,

As if to quench the thirst of the earth

Who waited for you to fall upon for an eternity

And went through those cold winter nights,

those hot summer afternoons

Knowing where she'd finally meet you,

You would meet her where everyone saw you fall and her, glow

As if a young girl thinking of her lover,

But you are you and she couldn't stop you either

So you flow back into the ocean with a whisper of promise

that after all that.

you will come back again,

You take a piece of her with you

And she,

Waits......