Dried and tired I draw a pause for your return
Awaiting your seamlessly unpredictable pattern
Keeping me awake night and day in your wake
Till I see you turn to me shy and reluctant
Making this wait relentlessly aching
Till I wish away this pain of waiting
Dried and withering under your ability
Only to be resurrected with you drenching me
Embraced in your love shower, tuned by gurgling thunder
As a moan in the back of your endless throat
You keep me alive – to tease, not to ease
To enjoy my helpless devotion till your return
I ended this every time, you re-invented the fire
You re-invented it only to tell me you have a new plain to
shower on…
You re-invented it only to tell me I Too can go for a stable
stream.
As if I never wanted a stable shower of my own,
As if I ever needed a passing cloud to tell me so…
