Upon the window's foggy glass
I gazed upon it long
yes even now
with so much love
I see you in my face
But I am lost
enslaved
by the elixirs of your grace
I learned the shadow of your chase
Now that you are gone
I am made drunk by raindrops
that fill me with wonder
Holding me like a sacred body
the last of you was a kiss
from that rain
taking us
into the beauty of our loving.
