Rain

 

Like him I have craved it,

A swamp free of flies

And quiet with the willows

Shady necks of geese

Wander on by

And I know that somewhere,

Somehow, you are feeling

The same thing

The rippling breeze

Rustles my skirt

I cannot tell you

The sensuous quality it

Brings;

Bare skin and cotton filminess,

Which lifts with the wind

As the sky darkens,

An ominous gust whips my hair from my face

I catch the first pellets of rain on my tongue and

Wish that the wind could

Deliver you to the shores of the lake

So we could shiver together

Under a moth eaten blanket,

And crush our sweaty bodies

Down, on to the earth;

With the geese and the swans

Honking loudly, flapping their wings

We laugh and breathe
Because these are the things in life

Closer to each others

Lips inhaling the musty blanket

The nettled cloth pricks our skin

Our smiles become one,

Your frame hovers closely above me,

Silently we lay.