Rain

I hope it rains
when I find him.
When my true one
comes to me and
promises me
his life
his soul
his energy
asks me
to join him
on his quest and
pledges his fealty
to mine,
I hope the rain
washes down then
so I can hear him
laugh in surprise
uplifting, exuberant
loving
the irony of life
when he comes
home to me.

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