At Last, Rain

Clear breath

of rain, thrown

open windows,

rain, my naked

breast and risen

heart, these fluid

thoughts of you,

rain, rain, rain.

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Another Opening

Thunderous release,
and the sky cracks

open with a planetary
climax. Fluid, we move

from hard places into
the softest places,

thirsty and blooming,
in all this dry dirt,

rejoicing the raindrops
and also the tears.