Come Rain on Me
written by: Heather Noel Marie Mirassou
The sound of crackling glass
fills my ears and awakens something sleeping.
A veil of steamy haze beckons me,
drawing me barefoot into the night.
Naked, I tap-dance upon silver bubbles,
while sweet nectar gathers on my tongue.
Humid rain falls warm against my skin,
cooling the places still sizzling with summer.
The stars burn brighter than I remember,
scattered like diamonds across black velvet.
The moon lies tucked inside her cradle,
rocked quietly behind a curtain of clouds.
Mother Nature raises her hand toward me,
her wet fingers brushing across my face.
I lift my arms and surrender,
come, rain on me.
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