after you the deluge.

she looks at the clocks

its hands spinning and spinning

and wonders

who she's waving good bye to

again and again

a slow steady rhythm

of farewell 

baby when i'm sitting here

watching time erase itself

motion by motion around she goes

hello goodbye goodbye

sliding around to begin again

i wonder about when 

it rains and how it makes me think

of you and how you would wait

by the window for the storm to break

like an exclamation across the sky

with the lightening against your face

making you fearsome pressed against the glass

straining with all the hungry strength

of the crackling air and your laugh

like a childs first moment knowing

that face in the mirror is him

and you stand stretched towards the storm

i remember then what storms told me

that i could never keep you

you strong and hungry as you are

and at times so very far from me

lost in the roar of the thunder 

and the way the water beats against the thirsty ground

shaping it to its will

with you and i

you made me soft and silent

losing that hard shape like a sound in a song

you soaked through my skin

strong and so sure of your strength

and then in the sun stole away

leaving me parched and cracked

waiting for rain

watching the clock

waiting for rain

what is a woman

without her man