True Love

Rain clouds calling overhead,
Rain drops falling, calling me.
Grey clouds closing in around me,
Stomach fills, full of dread.

Rain drops falling,
Comfort here,
Wash away,
Tortured tears.

I fall down,
On hard concrete,
I lay curled up,
On an empty street,

You come running,
Hold me close,
This is what I wanted most.

Your arms around me,
Your face so near,
What I want,
It is so clear.

My heart was broken,
you stitched me up.

My love, my dear,
My only one,
You are the light,
My brilliant sun.