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The rain

comes down


Under the cover of night

Like a lover,

She tucks the earth in

Enveloping her

in thick, tender drops

Cool and comforting

Her hypnotic hum

lays us all

to rest


Siren Moon

The moon hangs tonight,

Pale, well formed and heavy

A Siren’s breast.

She calls to me

I ache to reach up and pluck her out

Take her from

that barren landscape.

She would fill me up, an overflowing pitcher

of spring rain,

The bittersweet swell and sting of a wayward virgin.

But her absence would leave

an inky ocean

Empty, silent

save the long dead stars