May Showers

May swept in with heavy showers Showers which bid me to shed off my attires And bask in their glory! The coldness of the waters hit my skin And seemed to penetrate into my bones Shaking me up from my barren slumber And causing me to fight, once more For the comfort that offers the shelter I was in! May swept in with heavy showers And started in me a storm Lightning struck my heart And thunder overwhelmed my soul So much that a fire was sparked in me! It started off and bid me to weave words Words spun around a what if story Words slowly and steadily amassing in me Words, made of allure, Words, made of dreams, Dreams of what I had always deemed as being impossible Dreams which lay, though, like they all do In frail and fragile soap bubbles! Yes, May swept in with heavy showers And though I try to fight them I cannot help but be drenched with their might! Pray, come, maybe they shall leave me unscarred When they shall give way to June!