Heart To Heart (Hybrid)

Fine
if this is how you want to play
I will accept your downpour
of loud determination
and overcome it
with an unexpected display

My poetry will not succumb
to the glumness
of another drizzle infested day

Instead, pen will pretend
tiny footprints that belong to angels
pitter patter along the asphalt
and each new droplet
is more melodic than before

Precious little ditties of kindliness
kiss the windowpanes
with such purity
and I cannot help but listen (can you hear it too?)

Rain sure has a funny way of hypnotizing
a heart who chooses not
to be hard