I watch the way summer rain,
Knowing my intentions,
My desires, clear flowing pigment,
Covers you, reveals you,
Traces all the curves of you,
Highlights textures and tints,
Causes you to raise your face
Open your lips as if to kiss,
To drink the rain which
Shapes you, forms you,
Becomes you.
And I enter your rain
Drink flowing waters,
Share in the liquid
Shape of your soul.
Donovan Baldwin