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Ezekiel J. Krahlin
http://www.gay-bible.org
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RAIN
(A True Tale From The Castro. Eat your heart out, Armistead!)

©1998 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin


saturday  august 15
i wake up too early
     think of you
     ache for you
can't get back to sleep

i roll over
face the window
     streets quiet
     dark sky grows light
     sudden:  a soft rumble
     in the air
amazing

     in the middle of our dry season
     a rain
     a gentle shower of rain
     falls from the bright lit sky
     at dawn
          (were you up to see it?)

the sun
neon rays of
white-yellow-white
     streaming thrust burst bolt asunder
puff balls of
gray-silver-gray

joyful tears
rain from heaven
blessing the earth with moist polka dots
     and i think of your sweet kisses
     upon my face

like your cool hands
a delicate breeze caresses my arms
folded over the blanket

i wait for a rainbow
expecting it to arc
from my window
to yours across the street

and it does it does
just for me


---finis