It was raining a light drizzle
The night I knew I loved him.
A storm had cast away
The summer heat.
That suffocating weight
Had left in its place
The coolness of a summer rain,
As if the world started breathing again.
It felt lighter…
It was on one of those nights
That I knew I loved him.
I knew I loved his eyes,
The way they laid on me,
The way they never stopped shining
Not even when veiled by anger or woe.
I knew I loved his hands.
I loved his touch,
The way his skin soothed mine.
When he intertwined his fingers with my hair
It felt like I had finally found a home.
I knew I loved his voice,
The way it would follow mine
On paths with only him I could explore.
The way it felt like velvet,
The way it made me laugh.
I knew I loved his love,
Not just for me,
But for life.
His yearning andhis strength.
I knew I loved his heart.
The heart he tries to shield
Behind a stubborn pride,
The heart that beats so fast.
It’s with his heart I talk
When mine is hiding.
It’s his heart that picks mine up
And shields it from the rest.
That night
I knew I loved how he swept away
That suffocating weight,
How breathing him in
Made me feel lighter,
How I needed a storm
To know the calmness of his love.
That night
I knew I loved him.
That night,
I knew
he
is
my
summer
rain.
WORDS: Oana Tasca
