Your love has made me despise the rain
How it sounds like a crowd’s steady cheering
Against the roof and the gritted cement
And how we always end up in it
Standing in our miserable clothes
Mouths agape like gasping fish
Shooting arrows with our sharp tongues
Because we love the way our own voices
Thrash against each other like hammered metal.
Your love has made me cherish the dark
How its empty holes drive us together
The way its vastness folds us into ourselves the way
A car window echoes faces over blurred landscape
And how our fingers manage to lock even if through
The draped blackness our restless eyes cannot
The blaring silence cools our tangoing thoughts
As we devour each other’s hearts like ravished wolves
Falling asleep thinking about the rain.