around you

a few brief moments

and you’re in my head

i’d have you

in my bed

if it weren’t full

of ghosts

i scream to get you out


too busy

pulling you in

and wrapping my legs

around you



standing under leaden clouds
you pour over me
leaving gentle traces
across my skin
like a lover you enfold
filling the void
of dust and drought
tears of joy
mix with your essence
and stream down my face
soaked and sodden
naked and alive
trees surrounding 
an open glade
bringing fresh the odors
of earth and green
i stand alone
accepting your grace
submitting my offering
of sensual flesh
as the gods pour forth
in rain