Let it fall.

Hanging like a dead weight,
firmly attached t the floor;
the truth staring in my face
my college sophomore.

Drenched, wet, and cold;
Arid, dry, and warm.
'pitter patter pitter patter',
down the window pane.
for words are right t say,
bodies get sunshine through the rain.

it's funny, now asked,
what those few words can do.
a silent seal of promise
and i, belong t you.

(; good bye, mr marcus tan. last night would be the last, for at least a year. and till we meet again, i wish you, the best of the leprechaun's luck.