DOWNPOUR
That Sunday afternoon
We splashed home through paradise.
The sky split;
Dropped its shopping onto
Impotent umbrellas,
Feeble feet.
And even the sun
Added its note to the crescendo;
Though sodden and bedraggled
As the rest of us.
That Sunday afternoon,
I saw the world in your
Caught breath,
Heard life’s great expanse
In your exaltation;
In the tumult.
I remember that
We could’ve waited it out
In the shelter of the cinema.
But you wanted to be part
Of that brief collapse.
I will never regret
Following you out.
Of falling with the rain,
Rising with your open arms.
Alone, I would’ve been
Anchored, impatient.
Together, we ran
Into paradise.
We splashed home through paradise.
The sky split;
Dropped its shopping onto
Impotent umbrellas,
Feeble feet.
And even the sun
Added its note to the crescendo;
Though sodden and bedraggled
As the rest of us.
That Sunday afternoon,
I saw the world in your
Caught breath,
Heard life’s great expanse
In your exaltation;
In the tumult.
I remember that
We could’ve waited it out
In the shelter of the cinema.
But you wanted to be part
Of that brief collapse.
I will never regret
Following you out.
Of falling with the rain,
Rising with your open arms.
Alone, I would’ve been
Anchored, impatient.
Together, we ran
Into paradise.
2019.