There's rain outside my window and warm precipitation in my gaze. What if gravity flew backwards, pushing into my face down a kite to my heart. Rain, rain, go away, I'll face you another day. So what If I see dark eyes So what If my pulse leaps through his hoops So what If fire only grows warm next to you. Just press a ear to my silence and maybe then you'll hear The monster Fear and the mother Silence. For I shall live, I shall smile, and that my skin melts at his fingertips, is a secret I shall never tell.