the rain drips down the window
a river in another world
and you wipe it away with your thumb,
merciless.

the stovetop burns bright.
bright blue
blue lips
lips parted
parted lovers:

lovers alive, lovers gone
and lovers who have done it all.
the lovers who are stormy gray
and the lovers clear skied,
the lovers trailing sunsets
and the lovers reaching stars.

the rain drips down the window
a river in another world
and you wipe it away with your thumb,
merciless.

the door slams shut.
shut hard
hard boiled
boiled raw
raw lovers:

lovers alive, lovers gone
and lovers who have done it all.
the lovers who are plummeting fast
and the lovers floating up,
the lovers with wax wings low enough
and the lovers, melting candles.

the rain drips down the window
a river in another world
and you wipe it away with your thumb,
merciless.

the rain drips down the window
a river in another world
and you wipe it away with your thumb,
merciless.

the rain drips down the window
a river in another world
and you wipe it away with your thumb,
merciless.

the eyes are the window into the soul.
is what you told me.
is what you told me.
is what you told me.

the tears are the rain…

when your mood storms…
when the blue stovetop looks like the sea…
when the door is like thunder…

he eyes are the window into the soul.
is what you told me.
is what you told me.
is what you told me.

The Rain Drips From The Window
A River On My Cheeks
And You Glance At It When It Catches The Light
But You Swipe It Away With Your Thumb,

MERCILESS