Rain for the Desert Within

An invitation

Be the quiet guest this heart forgot it missed,
The pause between the storms I never wished.

Let the world grow distant, fade out of view—
Let what remains be only you.

My eyes still drift where I last saw your face,
Like they’ve forgotten every other place.

Be the wish I buried beneath my skin,
The one I never let begin.

Let this thirst, too old for tears,
Be washed away with all these years.

Come to this dry and waiting land—
Like rain. Like blessing. Like your hand.