My heart, it rains

My heart? It rains.
Just as the skies rain droplets of golden guilt,
Just as my eyes rain tears of silvered sorrows,
Just as my veins rain bittersweet blood of death un-died,
My heart, yes, it rains.


My heart rains, my dear, it rains.
My heart rains droplets.
My heart rains tears.
My heart rains blood of a life un-lived.


Why yes, my love, my heart rains.
My heart rains love, a love un-loved.


Yes, my love, my heart rains.
My heart rains pain.


Why does my heart rain? you ask.
Why, my love, my heart, it rains.
My heart rains pain,
For I am yours, and yours is all I am.