good rain knows the best time to fall

good rain knows the best time to fall
it'll all be over (mon)soon
stirring tears, swirling, shriving,
stripping down, washing away

hurt, hurling hurricane
numbing novacane
reframe the untamed
but he's still in the picture

salty streams caught
by lifeboat lips
tasting sweet
lighthouse eyes linking

but who needs a buoy
or a beacon,
when we'll have sprouting wings
and a shining sun?

when the world will be ours
to share, to trace, to face
to taste, to savor, to embrace,
to paint anew as we see fit

technicolor trails run vivid
our weeping willow
wishing upon stars
and growing soft pillows

you rest your head on my shoulder
bony brittle boulder
and say
"you're very comfortable"

and i am,
because we are everything we need
seeds watered by love's reign,
and now we wait

for all to bloom.