Pluviophile

“Tell me everything won’t end in death”

I heard her whisper in my ear

We two strangers with familiar eyes

Peek through a cracked bathroom door

“If I am truly what you want, then I am here.

Here is bone and scars and flesh.

Here is me. Sagging ass and cracking joints.”

Her desire to vanish

Was stronger than Her desire to appear

You hold me close against your breast

I whisper that I love you

You look at me, your eyes jet black

I search to find a choice of words

To clarify my vow. To reiterate my promise. 

But dumbstruck in awe and stammering on

With emotions overflowing

You fall asleep, I listen to your gentle snore

I kick myself for what I said

I stared at her without love in my eyes

I’ve seen this all before

Keep looking down, I tell myself.

They say there is a rift in the human soul

This is how easily the pit opens

They all hate it

They shudder pathetically at it

I dare myself to finish what I started

I think, has something blotted out the idea of mind?

Here is where the world ends

I waited and was patient

My soul shattered with the strain of finishing

She is making love

As I drift between Earth and Death