As you walk in tonight’s mellow rain,
those wistful drops drip upon my shores
See each one burst into a thousand more
for hope could not remain confined to just one.
Will it remind you of another night
of a shared walk in the frazzled moonlight
when a fragile smile cracked into a thousand tears
for an ache could not be confined to just one?
Maybe it rains somewhere every night since that one
but the seasons have been gentle upon your heart
The familiar colours have dispersed into a thousand rainbows
for love could not perhaps be confined to just one.
(published in “With Love” xpress publications) 2013