The Thundering Clouds

I squeezed

the last gasp from the thundering

clouds, the last whimper

the last sigh,


The rains pelted down

washing away my indifference

and my inability

to love,


A  medley of colors

a refraction, scattering

my years of  longing,

and tears like rain,


A single raindrop

reflecting, the rainbows

she bestowed, so elegantly


upon me….