The Lady in the Falling Rain

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Salute.

I may not hold all the worldly 

Answers and 

I may not hold all the golden or

Silver keys

But if she visits

Me again tonight

Within my deep 

Visceral dreams

Standing

Once more quietly in the 

Ethereal falling rain

As I watch quietly 

From my own mystical 

Doorway 

Seeing her again 

Like a wild dark feather 

Tempestuously 

Swirling in the ephemeral 

Five winds

May God bless my heart 

To suddenly dance 

Knee deep 

In deep sea's of emotional 

Transformation 

Baptised and anointed 

By a secretive 

Consummation 

Of longing between our 

Locked four eyes

My heart may break 

Within that mysterious realm 

If I don't take my chance

Would I feel 

Spent and 

Just look the other way

I always ask my higher self 

But deep within 

My hidden White Room

Where I alone 

Sometimes sit

Deep down 

I always know

The omnipresent truth and

Bathe within its 

Self-imposed answers 

For 

I see her in my all my 

Day-dreams 

And 

Who knows not what it means

The good winds of change 

Will once again blow

For until then 

I’ll keep sending her 

Soul-strengthening prayers 

And evocative poetry 

A means to cherish 

Those silent sultry exchanges 

Between two enamoured beings 

For 

It's up to me 

To reclaim and write 

Proclaiming the flow

For 

She now appears

In the deep recesses of 

All my hidden compartmentalised Rooms 

Of my hypnotised mind 

Like a Crow haired 

Goddess 

Standing majestically 

I always see her face

in the early falling 

Rain

Her dark opulent eyes 

And contagious musings

Always holds me 

Mesmerised and so so still 

but I never fight 

For I just adore the electricity 

The scent 

The musk and soul-freeing thrill 

She always undresses me 

With light but strong fingers

Tracing magnificent stories and

To die for 

Words upon my warrior 

Dark skin

Interchangeable 

With light invisible touches

Her dark spirit eyes 

Ravishingly devours

Every inch of me completely

And there she always is

Standing alone 

In the

Great In-between 

In Little Rock 

Staring and watching 

In a darkened bedroom 

My Astral Eyes 

Always see

Forever 

Waiting 

Does she want me to sweep 

Her off her dainty feet

To

Escape to newer streets 

So far away

Lay entwined in bed all day 

Sipping expensive champagne 

Under the rising 

Roaring 

Wolf moon 

As our hearts beat in a

Strange symbiotic unison 

And like a heavenly symphony 

Constantly sing

Hidden gloriously 

Within dark green 

Swaying pines

Buried deep within 

Strange cities and old streets 

Surrounded by hollowed out men

And busy women 

My soulmate 

Lady and preordained 

Rebirth

Voluptuous and seductive 

I hope she

Visits me again

Tonight 

For this time 

As she blinks 

Wiping away those 

Pearlescent white 

Tears of need

And still stands staring at me 

Through rain swept eyes 

Before she goes 

I secretly know what she 

Already knows

Her eyes 

Will no longer weep with 

Clear pearlescent tears 

Of yearnings 

But of a secretive symphony of 

Inescapable joy

For this time

This time around 

I’ll be her forever 

Young 

Lost Boy

We’ll smile briefly

Hold rain swept hands 

In the falling storms

Of humanity 

Pause and look around 

To see if anyone’s watching 

Then quietly kiss gently upon 

Hungry fevered lips 

And just disappear

Forever 

Copyright John Duffy