RAIN....

I live to give you my soul,

I live to give you my life.

Why don’t you breathe into me,

Your craving desires.

Drop onto me and burn my skin,

Leave on it your greedless blot.

Bring me back from the dead,

And lead me to breathless ecstasy.

Turn my humanity,

Into a beloved phoenix.

Pour into me your cold, big, quivery,

Bleak yet so strong, iota of life,

That you seep into my every gnarled vein,

Twist it till it runs blood,

Then wet it with you chilled sloppiness.

Bring with you sounds of the heaven,

Let it call on me,

Satan, let him woo me.

I will run and hide,

In the shudders of a frail dwell,

Come, look for me with a gushing, wavy,

Messenger of blatant truth...

A friend.

I shall only procure your every,

Sinful drop,

Only to feel more alive,

Yet so dead to the,

Bitter, lamented willow,

Called life.

BUT, itellyou, just make me feel alive...