What if

Summer

The clouds are shifting, it's starting to rain,
Never have I ever outstretched my hand, to let it fall over me,
This feeling of water is strange, I've always shed my own when it rained,
For the first time, it rains with love, not melancholy. 
Never had you ever taken the leap, grabbed my hand and danced with me.
Slipping on the wet ground, but yet not quite falling,
Your arms around me, forever cautious, oh, to love and to be loved. 
So used to drowning, the possibility of swimming never crossed my mind,
Now we're throwing pool parties, this lavender haze is divine. 
Even when the clouds are grey, the darkness so heavy it engulfs me whole,
You've made me your sun, your everlasting glory,
Different from the star I'd always been, trapped in the love affair of the moon,
The one they'd die for, but still always the other women in my own tale,
I've always failed, failed to be whole,
But with a piece of you, covering my scars, a human bandage,
I don't bleed anymore, the ache feels old,
Flowers bloom in all your directions, how does it feel to walk the earth,
Barefoot, floating, with no gravity to support you.
How does it feel to bring me this gold rush, every time I look at you?
Because it never rusts, it never ages, it stays the same,
A glimpse of you is an eternity of dancing in the rain.