TWO POETS AND THE RAIN (Collab with Kublakhan27)

09/28/13

A game implies a winner,

Which in turn implies an end.

Yet the players in this pulsing

Game of heart monopoly

Remain relentless in their quest

To win in perpetuity.

Tonight we take back the rule book.

Two poets and the rain

Will compose a requiem for hurt

And part our lips to emulate

The firmament's torrent of

A life story's tears.

Your head in my lap,

I run my fingers through your hair.

I want to take every tear

To be your ink and page.

I rummage through your pain.

Let it not make me sway.

I hurt with you, but take it,

Disengage it, and honorably stay.

My shoulders are big enough

To play upon your stage.

Let the crickets sing

Something akin to our names,

And try to not let the doors slam

With our windows from their panes.

A night like tonight, I encourage

You to exorcise your eyes

So eroded from the salt of

Drama's stinging weight.

Lay your notebook next to mine.

Out we'll run into the holy rivulets

Of the heavens.

When you smile we'll retreat

To the humanity of home,

Struck by a inkling to test

Each others' senses.

A night like tonight, I reach out.

You, who's felt more in my words,

Hear my whispered shouts.

Take my cup, make it yours.

I'll be your downpour

But not your fall.

Author's Note

Don't forget to visit Steve. He and I had a lot of fun with this. It took about a week to put together. He let me pick out the artwork :) He asked me to work with him a while back, and this is what came of it. He's had it posted on his pages, and I am now posting it on mine. Thank you everyone for reading and responding. It has been, and will be, so appreciated.