Rain the love out – for The rainbow journal


blood rain you

It doesn’t set in easily
the feeling of being free
a flurry of flutters
a dropping of loose feathers
a shrug of the resilient ones
stirring up a chirrup of talkative emotions
Once it blazes in

a desire erupts in ecstasy
A suicide point beckons
setting up a secret rendezvous
An odd warmth seeps in as drops drip
stealing the sealed heat of cells they linger over
one that comes from letting go
of the blood rain washing down the putrid layers
piled on by seasons of drought

while the red heat evaporates the pain
and the rain for once thirsts for the desert
©Reena Prasad nov 24 2013