there's a fire in the rain

slow, soft, and steady

falls the rain;

a rhythm that lends itself 

to stillness.

there was a time

for each drop

to spear my flesh;

as lightning spears an open sky.

my body.

open to receive your rain 

-- forcefully, naturally, 

you entered, and 

we twisted into one.

now the rain falls soft.

your violence is far from me.

slick skin wrapped tightly; protection 

from the elements

from your nature

to mine --

a pool of memories.

but the rain still falls.

slow, soft, and steady

falls the rain.