Essence.

Rain, like a sweet, dirty secret,
Washes down your core existence
Mist, like the covers on your bed,
Engulfs entirely, all of your essence.

Droplets, like feelings forbidden,
Creep at you when you least expect
Dark clouds, like heartaches hidden,
Hover all over your head.

Humidity, like your secret desires,
Burns right through your skin
Lightening, like forest fires,
Makes your very soul, Spin.

Greenery, like your imagination,
Expands beyond and spreads
Happiness chirping here with caution,
Alas! Why dear, thou shall still inside, remain dead?

C'mon then, Let me again, take you through,
This beautiful monsoon and it's glorious mess
Let this magical shower devour you,
For once, let your heart hurt, just a little less.