Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Stay for Dinner

the rain came down
on our pink umbrella
your sandals acting like
shovels, my shoes like
buckets, runoff flood-like
snake-like rivers and no
time for us to maneuver
just splash right through,
dark heavy coalblue sky
and your laughter and
my arm around your waist,
storm lasted the walk,
elevator ride, our kiss
goodnight and let up
shortly after I walked into
my room with one last
flash of goldwhitechrome
across the heavens.

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