The rain pours down
and I hear your very soul
I want you to lean in
and with a movement
ever slowing
kiss me like the drops
of water when they reach the
leaves, sticky with sweat
and burning with desire
I want to be enclosed in
your love
the world rolling off our backs
like water off the grey
flesh of whales
I see you when you rise up
and my heels
they click together
when you go;
the urge to follow
too strong to ignore
So, I bite into my lip
as the passion bubbles over
and a blood droplet forms
that I lick away
for later...
the liquid of my heart
to share on your
return