I like to stand in the rain
and feel it's hands and feet against my face

And I like the feeling of mud between my toes.

It's like a personal baptism;
A rebirth more holy because
                           it came from Earth, to Earth.

And I like to hear your voice.

It calms me when I feel restless.
A quiet understanding between two people
like leaves swaying in the wind.

I imagine it is your fingers in my hair.