It’s the season of rain
I’m unable to say much, and neither can you
As you barely greet me with a speechless, subtle smile.
This silence could be awkward
If we weren’t so keen on getting lost
In each other.
It could be minutes if we let it,
But I believe I just saw the universe flash before my eyes
In the season of rain–
Crashes of waters along the edge of blue heaven’s shoreline
Turbulent storms and typhoons
A tunnel of air for us to breathe in
A rush of blood under my skin
Caught by your probing eyes
And ripped skies
Downpours of the holy waters
And everything that have always mattered
In the season of rain
Rain on earth
Rain on us…
Say a word.