the rain is fiery
it feels very scary from inside my house
are you awake to share my fire and chill;
are you asleep, far away, forgetting?
what are you afraid of me for, sweet lover:
for reaping your lips as if i sowed them;
for revealing for you the higher truth of your body;
for stealing the essence of the night we shared, or for adding blood to it?
what is not clear enough for you:
when i speak to you through words and through silence;