drizzling melodies ( Archived) (2)

drizzling melodies

close your eyes and hear, move around and savour the sound
lean your head, incline the ear, feet planted firmly on the ground

clickety clack sings the train amid the gentle rumbles of Sunday travel
and the soft hiss of piercing rain, etches patterns across the sky
the snarling drone and roar of jets, painting an analogy of sandy regrets

daytime tv invades the air, screening its face, walking sleep, hushed prayer
a shrill honk of a horn, fades in a trail of dust
a lonely vigil cries from a heart, a soft dampness crumbling as lovers part

daytime corners of oriental tangs, a meadow of widlflowers renew the pangs
a rising urge of tenderness, desperate, passionate, longings
gentle fingers caress, a soft stomach, riding against firm flesh

the scars of the aftermath invade, scratching the smells of earth and wood
a cold suck of salty breath , slaps hard , a little death
lifting gracefully, flying wild, of one mind, a body beguiled

we should be together now, fragrance raiding our senses
these should be our times, thud of leather on willow, assailing our minds
temperate breeze igniting embrace, thrill of the ride, love of the chase

and yet the platforms of fate impose their unknown destinies
as we stand in the glint of a vibrant universe, freshly laundered shirts
and melodies drizzling from the basilica of a square triangular number