what i really need is a home.
a place on the streets,
a cold haven that i can
embrace the sweet rain.
where i can be unshamed,
unclean, impoverished
and where all will see my
plight.
when one has to be nothing
be something so minimum
they can find everything
that they carry within.

for me, it's tonight.
darkness, and a chill.
a slight drop of rain
falling harder by the moment;
ahh, come to meet me,
sweet rain.
make love to me
under your skies.
we can share a secret
uniquely our own.
a one night stand for us;
and only the wind will have known.
i need a place
where my tears can
mingle, mix with the sweet drop
of the world i call my home.

this is my soul,
stripped and bare.
oh, sweet world,
i will wait for you here.

05/10/2003

Posted on 05/11/2003
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