Rain

One after another beautiful raindrops fall. From large to small their essence collected, their grace manifested. Different in color depends on where they land, from oceans to seas to brushes, and trees. One by one they fall individually. As I watch you twirl and tumble with openness and poise you look back at me and smile, the simple things bring all joy. I can't help but notice your raindrop frame, your almond eyes, and your wild like a mane. Lioness you are with the power to eat me alive, and the grace to complete me with hope in my eyes. Your kingship will not fail for you have fallen for me, and to see your beautiful raindrop I fell for thee.