rain pummels reason

beautiful falling liquid
drizzling its sex spill
drowning dry blossoms
in lush fingers of rain
seeping in the dark
mouth openings
between sweet organic need

and limp branchs like
wild hair draping mysterious
lust full of beads
dripping copius spillways
down sopping
valleys
and swollen tips

stone bowls cupped recieving
more like bath kept navels
the pocket pools where
song birds will wash

naked driftwood lifting
slender limbs
and the singing of
the pattern ringing on
silver surfaces