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Writer's pictureDean Willms

Each Drop



Each drop that falls down from the ever-changing sky is like a future memory shared with you


They rain down around us as we are lost in time in each other’s eyes, in each other’s hearts


One moment we were just friends the next something more


We stopped everything we were doing and let love completely take over, numbing us


We focused on each other, our hearts, our lives, our lips all in one crystal lapse in time


Nothing else matter but us, two rain drops falling graciously into a stream that connected our hearts


The past, present, and future were there with us, watching us, embracing us


The love that sprung rained down on us and drenched us and we just lost ourselves into each other


It was so simple, so magical, so surreal yet it felt so complex, so perfect, so natural


Your lips touched mine and it was unlike anything before


The world around us stopped and in the time we were the only things of life


The only things that made the world have any meaning, any purpose


It was the love of us, the love of the moment that fueled the earth’s rotation, nothing more


It felt like forever, each second passing even longer than the last


Our hearts melted into one and we embraced each other


The sheer joy of it was like a door filled with happiness long lost sprang open and flooded my chest


In that moment, that one moment we knew this would be the beginning of something extraordinary


It would be the beginning, middle, and end of everything and anything


You were all I could think about then, now, and forevermore


It didn’t matter what burdens of our past weighed us down because we were free


We were free and in love and that’s all we ever cared about


The sound of the piano playing the song of us, of our love plays beautifully in my heart


It plays clear and bright as day every day since then, and resounds in my heart


That day, that one day, changed our lives in ways unimaginable, in ways we never dreamed of


For dreams are but fantasies derived from the longings of the heart


This was more than a dream, for it was as if dreams merged with reality and made a whole new world


It is why I can always remember and never forget


Each drop and how they rained down on us and how they brought us together one drip-drop at a time

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