homeward bound

tuesdays // acting crazy

silver rain makes our skin sleek,

we wade out and about our thighs steep

        inside puddledeeppoolshereandthere

   i like you when your hair is wet by rain's

        insolent waters, you turn and smile, face atilt

 like you wanted to thwart my mind's prisons

        and let my desire for, a half hint, a full flood

  for that simple kiss as to brighten the day

        traffic and all luminous light, in front of

   them for an audience of our close embrace;

your lips

        tastes of

    heavenbubblegumallthingssweet

     don't mind me acting crazy

because despite the city noise

 i catch our rainstreakedreflection

in the cafe window next to us

and i've no desire to go inside