For You

The first words were gentle,
Caught up in a cloud of nerves,
Unsure of where to drop their swell,
But knowing things would fall soon.
When they did,
It was a gift to the desert land,
Nothing but sand-
Each drop brought something new.
We’ve never been much less since then;
Teasing lovers, closer friends.
I’ve never gotten to truly say
How thankful I am.