Rain shadows
backward dancing beads catch
and go
skin breezy, the halo of beads
rained from above
It was in the shadows of the drizzle,
the beads caught his toes
Still
A slow dance up his legs to his thighs and hips
The beads looked like black, silver oynx and diamonds complimenting the
rain in the shower
a gaze stuck in my head through the glass shower doors
a gaze and hue that sprinkled me at a distance
the beads danced in my thoughts
an erotic interlude in the nude
Now a shadow,an Ingram that still burned, the etch of his frame and slow
Skin breezy
Still
Rain shadows
from his hips a soft male touch drenched
not only him as the water beads fell like a rainforest,
somewhere out of nowhere I saw the foliage blowing against him
Was it a mirage watching this
through the looking glasses on my face
Backwards, maybe the footage, but it caught his frame and it took me to a different place for a
moment
Still
Raining the shadows,this memory caught me off guard
and broke me to think about this a little longer
Back to this
Still
Was him
Was I still looking backwards, through the looking glasses on my face
His hand and fingers rode up his stomach,chest and neck under his chin where the water
beaded his facial hair, caught in between
somewhere in my thoughts
I was not going to let this burning image go, not just yet

His lips caught the drizzle and rain of the shower
Like a slow shutter
I was catching every bead of water
as my eyes rose up his frame
I was in the shadows
I was in the rain
Still wet
From a dream
Backward dancing looking through the glass
Still
Steam rose like smoke
Still it consumed the room
Consuming me
Until it was like beads of
Rain shadows
Making me dance again
In The Rain