We sit amid a growing darkness. <br />It is growing in me, you have no idea. <br />I look in your eyes, they are the eyes <br />of so much love. <br />To know where you belong is one thing, <br />but to accept it like opening up to a rainstorm, <br />to accept it like refusing to run when the <br />rain comes, but letting it wash you, <br />is another whole thing, <br />new and pristine, like clear rivers. <br />It is another whole thing you ought <br />to have in your open arms.<br /><br />Courtney Kane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/opening-up/
