overcast eyes

so.
it's me
and you.
and we're driving down the road.

you.
are like the sky surrounding us
the pressure of the storm clouds pushing me down.
as you press my heartbeat into the ground.

you're my savior,
your hands so perfect
as you drive the nails into them.
so perfect
as you crash them against my chest,
my cheeks,
my lungs,

like a leaf,
as it turns inside out
under the stretch of saturated clouds,
waiting for the rain,
i try so hard to soak you up,
to soak you up,
to choke you out.
to leave you here
to keep you near
survive this drought.
the back of my throat,
the small of your back,
the essence you give,
the presence you lack
the word that we say
are puddles
we drown in,
the silence conveyed
is the mess
that we're found in.

so.
it's me
and you
and we're driving down the road.



and it's raining.