Aug 29, 2020
1 min read
A senryu series
It Rains Because I Think of You
Or do I think of you because it rains?
the rain is falling
the plop of each drop stirs me
I want to kiss you
my fingers — your hair
memories of lovemaking
show up without fail
I remember this
we did not last, we could not
the fire quickly died
and now, there’s more rain
I see your face so clearly —
hoping I’ll forget
*I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin. — Leonard Cohen
©2020 Tremaine L. Loadholt
