Maybe you called my name ( in hundreds of languages I couldn't speak, ) Or maybe You said nothing at all . Maybe your love was so incomprehensibly encompassing I could not tell the difference between it and the very air I breathe -
It rained today, The first rain in forever. It smelled nice; A great wet sigh of relief
I didn't miss it until today- When the raw thunder rolled over my back When the crisp grass softened And mists poured thickly through the rippling trees I love and I loathe The endless rolling days of grey That pulls over the sky like white sheets Tucking us in to the earth; soft and small and damp and sweet
But maybe tonight, the pattering tap Will pull me so softly To sleep