You Whisper

Thunder opens its throat Lets out the roar of rain Soaked I clench my overcoat And come up to see you again. Your smoothly sculptured neck The trapped curving tongue Your cage of a mouth springs open And throws out the seeds of a song. They grow and flower And hour after hour. Blessed velvet. You whisper The world a slave to your look Your shapely almond tears Your marzipan skin in a crystal stare Your chocolate box of fears