raindrops; 180709

When you’re here I tend to notice the beauty
The same beauty that remains universal
The beauty you said you see in me

I can see these beautiful raindrops, launching themselves at your
Brooklyn window at 3 in the morning
As if they were trying to splash us
Cool drips to take us out of our gaze

“Beautiful.”
And I nodded before agreeing that they were
Not fully comprehending that you were
Talking about me
Especially when these raindrops and I are both in your view
There’s no way you can hold me against them.

Absent minded-ly, I opened the window and
Climbed out quickly, getting rain water slick on the fire escape
Named so perfectly with the inferno from the bedroom

One by one, each raindrop in my path fell from heaven
Kissing me on its way down, running off my face

Before your lips took their place
Pushing me back against the banister, adding to the noise
Of New York City, and with a quick lift I sat with legs spread
And you right back between them, holding onto me tight

The raindrops fell as if they were trying to separate us
When all they did was make you more appealing
Our beauties collided as quickly as we did again
In the middle of New York City under dim lights and raindrops.

-blackgirldemontreal.