This sounds like a song I barfed out in the drought

A love song for the rain

I miss you like the wind hugs wings

Like the mountain's fingertips on the tops of trees

Tickling the sky's belly like soupy clouds

Washing the blue bowl clean with the spoon in your eye

I can see you relentlessness in the muddy puddles

Where retting is

Shattering the splintered stalk

Where golden braids pour into drops

Shattering the splintered stalk

Where golden braids pour into drops