But without you

Without you even the rain has no value for me

But I do ask,

I ask that it rains...

And when it does, it kisses your face...

It makes you glimmer,

Make you love,

Make your heart whole again...

I ask as a gift from me, eternally,

together or apart...

But without you, even the flowers don't shine,

nor the birds whistle,

It is just silver around...

Like one part sea glass and one part saltwater tears;

Painted blue by the storm clouds

that send their shards dancing...

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed