Make This Rain Our Words

Raindrops and words mean the same to me

Remember the time when you hurt me by lashing out

Like rain that washed away huts and mountains

That time a child's tearful words that I stay

Struck me as raindrops perched on top of her lashes, like on leaves

Rain poured on us like fire

When wordsmiths hammered away at me and you to break up

Then rain cleansed our wounds

As we fumbled for words to make it better

But raindrops like words are transient

For life served us best when silent