I want it so much, Beloved,
For this storm to give me
Dark words of love…
The same ones
That broke your heart.
So, take off your sweater
In the dark;
Make a lightning storm
Of sparks,
I’ll do the same:
Impulses flowing
through my brain –
primal sparks leaping gaps
imploding with truth,
All so I can put
My arms around you.
Don’t be afraid
Of being engulfed,
Trapped and lost
In my maze
The world doesn’t exist
Apart from us—
It needs us
To be amazed.
So, don’t be afraid of pain
Let suffering break us again
Until there’s nothing left
But gentleness...
Nothing but a rainy walk
In the rain.
