all through the rain
the
           water
                     droplets
                           like
   fireflies
                          dancing
                                            in autumn
                      her eyes
      have motion


all through the rain that
                                                   I
                       have dreamed
                                creating motion
                where motionless seemed

too statuesque to maintain
                             personality and perfect flame

in the droplets that fall
          and land too close
with her,

for once -  I am alive.
my skin as desert, she as cracks
perfectly spaced.
                              the wind
                              sweeping across our surface

like a wolf's howl
                                              the sounds we make
                                                    together
           are perfect harmonic

never echo

never shatter the full moon
                             we never feel the rain
                             as we are our own monsoon

the hurricane envelopes, all else forgotten
before there was nothing
and never will be
                                            an after

                       this is
                       where I remain

no love but this woman
could keep me sane
                                            in a world of asylums
         where everyone's a patient

         she's the perfect insanity to keep me sated