When Rain Falls
When rain falls I find you
confounding conventional wisdom,
countering expected frowns
with a smile as wide as the world is.
You're not long to lie a-bed
listening, expectantly smug
with thoughts of snuggling down
further to your dreaming.
No, I watch you rise, slipping
the duvet back to cover me,
cavorting quickly into your clothes
and two steps a time on the stairs.
When the backdoor clicks I settle
into sleeping. Dawn's just beckoned
when back you splash into bed,
hair sparkling with morning rain.