ORIGAMI OF DESIRE

Beneath the overcast dome of this silver rain,  Let us once veer into thy flooded lanes.  While the thunder in the sky rings alive the hollow night, drawing in your eyes a quivering terror;  I close your soaked body in my embrace,  and walk the trailing crease of lightning upon the drenched street. You whisper in my ears, about our shelter down the alley; our own private bite of luxury, beneath the slant of an uprooted...