Softly falls rain through barest branches that stretch toward the spring sky. Like I stretch toward you through the day till I reach you tonight. Your love shall cover me and run along my body just as the rain collects in the joints where branches meet a solid trunk and then runs down the bark in cascading rivulets. Ever you shall be the sun in my world that brings me to life and growth and wellbeing. It shall always be so my love for now and every spring to follow. For without your warmth and nurturing I should wither and lessen. I shall stay safe within the heat of your passion and love and grow tall toward our destiny and you shall be the only gardener of my heart and I shall make for you a garden of joy always.