Friday, November 12, 2010

Jungle Rain


Your love,
like dark clouds.
Pungently moist,
contemplating feeding the
jungle of my heart.

Keep raining, keep raining, I say
so you can become
mindlessly occupied,
like some wandering monkey,
hopping from tree to tree.

Keep raining, keep raining, I say
become lost in the entanglement
of vines,
for you
will never hear the sound
of threatening lumber jacks.

Rain, rain,
clouds more vast.
Rain, rain,
luscious green waves.
Rain, rain,
lost, entangled heart.

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