Sunday, August 21, 2011

rain

the lazy river

disturbed

reflections playing across the surface

like the paintings I remembered as a child

distorted

beautiful

there is thunder in the distance

rumbling on the breeze that is blowing through my grey t-shirt

the sound fills the air like a jazz singer humming before she sings a song that she knows will change

your life

her heart's been broken

yours is about to break

there will be no running for shelter tonight.

I will pull off my shirt

I will feel it all.

let the wet collide with my skin

my jeans heavy with their cold collection.

I will be your shelter tonight.

the rain will fall on my back as I arch

over you

rest your weary heart and bruised body

I will kiss you

you will sleep.

dry.

I want to feel the wind causing my skin to prickle.

it's alive

I'm alive

sometimes all you need to heal is to be reminded.





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