May  my  love

 Fall like rain.


A  soft and muddy rain

Where the beads of water                                                        

Tumble and slowly roll

Though the curves and contours

Of your shape. 


May the  smell of  your skin

Linger in the wind

As the raindrops splash in the streets


Daylight fades and colors drop from

The sky


But Now is not the time

To be shy.                                                                                  

 Do not skulk in doorways

Or shelter your eyes from

The coming storm.


Instead just let the rain

Wash over you.

 Until you are standing wrist deep,

Soaked to the bone,

Wet to your core,

And happy…. 


Rain (c) 2011 Jim Escalada

Photo (c) 2011 Maggie Westland