it was raining in the airshaft when i woke up this morning.
the rain in that small, closed space sounds like the amazon
like drums and heat
like sex
warm steady and humid
it makes me happy, melancholy and sad
we'd lay there listening and smiling at eachother.
because it was better than music and words.


Blogger k o w said...

I know there's more to all this...

2:31 PM  

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