Rainwater

There once was knowledge I thought I knew
And the wind that whistles through
The snow enhatched in clouds so pungilent
I scarce can wait for it to rain.

The pattering drops of amber pure
Drowning out this lurid roar
Tasting of the sweets most succulent
I can almost forget my pain.

Perhaps this point in time will pass
And no longer will await the billowing
Of the strongest sails to set through my waters
Burrowing under my heart and covers.

My heart concerns itself not with past
Nor the fears that sink to tillowing
And ruptioning the narest of the pack;
I was always pull you back.

Come into focus, into the light
We should not tary on matters so distant.
What will it matter in five years time
When the sands have reswept the earth?

Even if day is now forever night
The voice, on this, is much insistent
That once again that time will be mine
When we reach our rebirth.

So my words do not convey the message I wish to tell,
Whether or not I actually know any better,
Through darkest and stormy weather
With no sword nor gable can I ever sever
My heart from yours.