Love Like Music In the Rain

I waited in the foam, alone on the coast. You were who I waited for. Give me songs in every key, pining and desire; be a messenger bringing love, and I will empty my heart of everything but you. Skies rain pleasure when I am with you; the colors drain away, melting into hazy wetness. The coast, that brink, stretches in my mind, empty miles lacking everything. I forgive the distance; I will send a messenger to deliver parts of me like ivory keys on a piano, and you will press the keys with velvet fingers, you will strain, letting the music ring as a messenger to your love. My words coast across time, floating confetti. I can forgive the distance. This love won’t empty, but fills like a warm mug of chamomile. I will empty my heart of everything but you. Your keys clink as you leave, as you forgive my sleep, as your kisses fall like rain pattering the distant beach, that coast I left behind when you, a messenger came to me and I let you in. A messenger sent your love, filling empty spaces in me with golden joy. I coast into slumber, my worries now too clunky to carry. I let them go, free from the reign of nervousness, insecurity. I forgive myself for being afraid, for giv- ing into a kiss. Words are my messengers, drenching you in a refreshing rain of my love. I am giddy; I empty my heart of everything but you. Your keys, I hear them jingle from the far away coast. I will forgive the miles, empty of you. A messenger retrieves your keys, while on the coast, it rains.