Dawn

wrote on a rainy day, thought of how love can be rebuilt

a black colored rain
over miles and miles
of distant road.
as we sit in a lonely room-
only a hearts beating is heard.
one thousand kisses later;
we had no promises-
no demands.
out shattered trust,
strongly being rebuilt,
we both felt it;
full of intensity
our love was growing.
everything said and done before,
means nothing .