a tinge of static in every breath and step,
your eyes mirrored the sky as we drove a lonely road,
the dark blue of vast enigmatic oceans.
Clouds swirled above us in all directions,
you once said they must be what restless spirits
look like when hovering over the earth,
filling skies with the collision of lives lived,
of loves lost and undone when the energy
these vessels contain pour out into the unknown.
The night was beginning to fall then,
silence breaking with the first few droplets,
the first sound we’ve shared since last night,
when words flew like stones
skipping across a lake’s still surface.
Each one rippling through me the same way
your hand does now upon my cheek,
saying to pull over and come with you.
Following your steps has always been
the most natural thing to me,
like rain finally breaking through clouds
and succumbing to gravity,
showers battering the fragile earth
as your bare feet race across the grass.
I feel it in the air already,
the sizzling static dancing in our pores,
moments before lightning bursts across
the sky in bright electric webs.
Your eyes mirrored the storm’s chaos,
a vast hunger so absolute,
enigmatic in the way we are bound together.
Fevers swirled around us in all directions,
you once said it must be what defines us,
the hush our hands make here in the rain,
each touch guiding the other where to explore next.
Lips raw with heat and pouring water,
stripped bodies skin to skin,
hovering over one another,
colliding thunder in our chests
in tune with booming claps filling skies.
All barriers between us lost and undone,
these vessels cannot be contained,
they have to be entered, tasted, and always known.
The night had already fallen,
tangles of dripping hair,
nails dragging along my back,
your legs wrapping around and enveloping me.
The skyline strobing in tune with the way every collision
fills you and ripples through all of me.
Knowing this energy in the air,
joining with you,
our storms releasing as one
has always been the most natural thing to me,
succumbing to you like gravity.
