Rain washes and soothes

Inside the tubes connected 

To my blood-flow

Alphabetizing my pulses

You in the first

Row

Watching with eyes closed

Blacking out under my smiles

And my words of tender

Remorse 

Waving a dance through the red

Curtains 

Hiding and seeking

You're there and nowhere

Craving

Over my dead body 

Stone-dead stare 

Losing thoughts under my skin

My skin taking and giving nothing

In return

Rain permeating

Down on you on me

Through my ceiling 

There is no bond

Other than ours