In Your Car at the Edge of the Ocean

Rain

in waterfall sheets

ascends upon waves

popping foam

diluting

salty soup

and you

look at me

with rocky eyes

and I thrust myself upon you

breaking

and drawing back

just to crash again

and when the rain reached us

it pounded out a lullaby

we closed our eyes

and listened

to pelting whispers

chilly sighs

the feeling

of your hand around mine

stops

multiplies

time.