10.04.2015

nights like this:
the first rain of autumn,
the clouds unfurl over the mountain range
The thunder shakes through the earth
just like tension through my restless legs.
I stop writing and rub my scalp
I have a beer, chase it with whiskey
I have some whiskey,chase it with tears.
I get back to writing as the clouds get back
to raining.
I exhale and taste the liquor lingering on my breath.
and what I wouldn't give to quiet my legs
and feel the warmth of my lovers embrace.

nights like this:
the reemergence of a tightly wound heart
is all I can feel.
Waiting for your fingertips to rest on my shoulder blades
for your hands to comfort me.
so that I dont need the writing and the whiskey
to calm my shaky legs
when the first rain of autumn
lets the clouds unfurl
until the mountains were embraced
in a thicket of fog.

nights like this:
when the clouds rain with whiskey,
and my heart unfurls with beats like thunder
that shake my legs like a dog's tail.
I think of you; made in the South
where the rains envy my tears,
where the whiskey is always sweet.
exhausted,  I exhale and think of the safety
of falling asleep to the rhythm of your heartbeat.