Us

When the rain beats onto the street

And seeps down into the gutter

With the street lights glowing yellow

On the black pavement,

You sigh, look up.

Feel the moonless yellow lull you

And your ideal zen senses.

When the rain comes, it's wet.

And I'm a cat with lots of hair.

On her tiptoes, hunched over.

Look down,

Worms swimming in the water.

Didn't you see them?

I'm worried.

You would run naked through forest rain.

I...

Wouldn't.

So when it's cold at night and the rain

Beats unevenly against the windows

You and I

Smile in bed.

You and your happiness,

Me, being dry.

It's precisely the contrast

In our rainy sensations--

Your cooling, my coldness

Your exhilaration, my fear--

That makes this moment--

The jagged rain, the soft sheets--

Us.