the rain plunders
slickness surrounds us
sliding may be inevitable
but this is
merely a walk in a park
this is
us
this is
where breathing becomes a privilege
where a beating heart becomes luxury
where the minutes in our conversations outnumber the raindrops
this is
where I am intrigued
by your challenges and
enticed by your realness
this is
where we take off our cool
where colors remain vibrant
long after we remove rose-colored glasses
this is
a diamond in the rough
the calm after the storm
a sweet exhale
the coolness in the shade
shelter during the storm
finding higher ground
this is
us.
