from DREAMS & PROMISES by Tobin James Mueller
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Cover me like rain.
Run me long the streets.
Cover me, wash me over like thunder.
Catch in your palm every sweet grain and leaf.
Trace me around the jagged edge of light...
Face me, trace me, grace me with the jagged edge of light
...cauterize the distance between
this storm and me,
between evry echo.
And like the rain I touch the glass.
And like the rain I fall too fast.
And like the rain I take a bit of light from heaven.
And as the rain that falls away
I soon grow cold and cannot say
And all my brittle little life dries on my tongue.
Please shape me, aweigh me, translate me into illusion.
Mutate me, satiate me, librate me with your confusion.
Inflate me, filtrate me, anticipate me like the winds.
Radiate me, ideate me, permeate my soiled dusty sins.
Cover me. Give me shape, give me form.
Cover me. Let me drape my heart around the coming of the storm.
Bring on the storm.
...like the rain I touch
...like the rain I fall
...like the rain I take a bit of light from heaven.
...as the rain that falls away
...soon grow cold and cannot say
...all my brittle life... dries away.
© 2004 Tobin James Mueller