I Love You More Than Rain

The room lays dim.
But it isn't dark.
It is filled with love and forgotten fears.

The walls are cold,
And so are my feet.
I twist my body wildly around in the sheets.

I turn on my side.
I can feel rain coming in my bones.
Two strong and pale white arms wrap themselves under and around me.

The bed smells of sweat and perfume.
But I feel no shame.
That was awhile ago; I am clearing my name.

A movie plays.
It is a very depressing movie.
I drift off into a light sleep.

I can feel him around me.
He's already in my heart.
Brushing the hair out of my face; on my forehead he kisses me.

I slide my arms loosely around his neck.
He tips his head back and shuts his eyes.
My lips rest near the nape of his neck; we breathe quietly suspended in time.

I stretch out.
He has little bed room to work with.
I can feel his fingers tracing my lower back; it tickles.

I come back into consciousness long enough to know he's not there.
Little bursts of panic plague my chest.
I reach out until I have found his hand; a calm comes over me again.

My whole hand wraps around his pinky.
My other hand grabs for the collar on his shirt.
I drift off to sleep once more; feeling safe.

I feel him get up.
I don't know how much time has passed while he let me rest.
He fixes my shirt so that it covers my shoulders, tummy, and chest.

It could have been the movie..
It could just be my wishful thinking; my dreams hitting their strife.
But I swear I heard someone whisper,

"You are the love of my life."