As i sit here in this downpour
My instinct to be silent
Bathe in that silence
Its ironic pleating
a million single drops of rain
Falling from heaven
Picking up fury as if it heard me
I can feel it get closer as if it could tear holes through this balcony ceiling
And wet me down to my bones
Like our skin does with its blood
In the rose of our perfect union
Louder and loudest untill it is a wall
Will us painting it black waves
With pinpricks of searing rain
Piercing our skin untill it bleeds out
Freedom, while freedom is from Hades
Our pin drops distancing untill the breeze muffles the sound of the storm
Slipping off the leaves , echoing whistling through Holes, like bullets torn through our flesh, rain drops
The wind playing the song that whispers us together