Let it Rain.

Enraptured by the impregnated black clouds.

Smothered.

Leaning against the rusted railing

Cold.

Feeling the wind wash over her
Cleansing her of all her inhibitions

Feel the rhythm.

She trembles with anticipation.

The Pulsation.

The ashes of the sky goddesses
Are about to soar through the gray skies

Follow me.

In a beautifully long arc
Into the false sense of warmth,

Below, far below.

The extended arms of the miserably lit landmass below.

Sacrifice.

Gazing intensely into the eyes of the coming storm
She channels her frustrations
Into a solitary ray of Feeling

Your freedom.


And loses herself
In the throes of the oncoming thunderclaps
And loses herself


Beautiful hallucination.
*Thunderclap*


In the embrace of the cold droplets of
The tears of the Ones above.


And loses herself
Within herself.

Within.
Within.
Within.


Submerge.
She whispers.
Drown me

Within.