It's raining and I'm standing next to you My shivering is more about our proximity than the drizzling. You lend me your coat that feels like home Some kind of closure after I've caught a cold. You're gone But I'm waiting by your door The only distance left between us, are your walls It cracks and I'm lingering onto you like a worm Some how under your gaze I feel warm... I've never been comfortable in my own skin but when it's pressed against yours... I'm whole You're sincerely mine, ~ Dhva poems DE