I boldly laugh at darkness
Boldy it laughs at me
In the black of
sparking
silver
moonbeams
I have seen the moth kiss
I have seen it kiss
the naked
bulb

If it rains
Tonight I know you will think-of-me
I used to smile in the dark
When you whispered in the rain
Your eyes were shining
bottle caps
in the passenger seat

the moon
is closed in dark clouds
Soaking feet in our shoes
The rain falls on the roof so loud
I feel it in my head

but you ask to be held


I would smile when you looked and said
"Do you think it's funny how the rain kisses my skin"
and I would answer slowly

and you asked to be held