Rain down on me

All I wished for was for your love to rain down on me.
Showers. Chilly, strong, cutting like glass.
Yet soothing the heart that is parched.

After the scorching heat of summer,
As little drops of the first rain would come down.
The earth would express her happiness.
While she'd let the beads those from heaven, wash away her sadness.

So also, I glistened, gleamed and gloated.
When you rained your love on me.

Then again, the pearls that sprinkled oh so lovingly,
Turned stronger. Sharp and loud.
Suddenly, the skies got dark, and there approached the thunderstorm.

What would that tender heart do then, but blow kisses in the wind.
And the winds would clear the storm. All that would come down is a drizzle.
Endowed with your affection.

And as time would leap and we'd set out.
A rainy night would turn into a foggy morn'.
The season would change, transpose into frosty winter.
I would ask your love to envelope me.
Sheath me and protect me from the seasons to come.