Rain, hold me in your glassy armscover me in wet kisses
John J. Geddes.
“...glass words for you, Belovedrain beads from an abacus of pain...”
“...within invisible walls of dreams, we live a life that might have been...”
“children need calmtheyre artists”
“deprived of magic, wonder wanes”
“had almost forgotten the wet brush of your kisses soft as April snowflakes”
“I get mixed up with the life we led and the life I imagined”
“They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say 'Shit, it's raining!”
“Halfway home, the sky goes from dark gray to almost black and a loud thunder snap accompanies the first few raindrops that fall. Heavy, warm, big drops, they drench me in seconds, like an overturne...”
“For the rest of my life, Zanzibar will be the Swahili word for rain. The rain would drizzle, spit, mist, downpour, shower, torrent, gust, deluge and blast. At one point it hit the ground so hard it...”
