Rain slides down the window
With the softness your lips once held
Even storms turn delicate
When memory speaks in your voice
You leaned close
Leaving warmth in places winter could not reach
Now the air trembles with echoes
Of every breath we shared
Streetlights blur into liquid gold
Mimicking the glow you left behind
Nothing touches me the way you did—
Gently enough to shape my world
Rain continues its tender descent
Falling like the kiss I still cradle
Some loves pass;
Ours falls forever in quiet rain