god, baby

about a safe space between fog and flesh

cover art: “Eve After The Fall” by Alexandre Cabanel

wake up, baby, 
the rain has started falling 
and you are free 
from your thunderous prision:


the rain has started falling 
so you can now condense on my thighs, 
so you can leave your foggy prayers 
in between my lips, 

baby, 

so you can wash your dirty nails 
all over my skin;


wake up and fall into this teary dream, 

baby,  

oh, baby,  

open your eyes and 
look up at me 
through the sweat on your lashes 
while you sink to your knees;  


what did you just ask me? 
why are there tears on your face? 
i can never say 'no' to you 
but ask me again, just in case,  

please,  

yes, baby,  

i do,  

god, yes,

break me open, 
bruise me holy,  

god, baby,  

yes,  

my answer is like a prayer 
muttered  
with my mouth full of rain;

please, baby,  

yes, god,  

keep your fingers deep 
inside this body of 
mud and blood.