Sunshine

Her sad rain
held shared ashes,
drained lashes
and
islands lined in
sunrise.
She rains
as her hands harden
snarled
and held.
I
lean in
rushed
saddened.
Drained lashes
and shared ashes
held
inside inland seas.
Shared rain
and
sunshine.
Sins
and used denials
line a land
shunned
and rained
ruined and
handled.
She rains.
Rain.
Her hands
lend
sadness.
She, rain
I, sunshine.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-