Hidden by the night,
I stand in the doorway.
The pounding rain
beats a staccato rhythm
on my waiting skin.
Baptized by the clouds,
Bathed by the cool heavens,
I am soaked to my core.
As water streams across
my body in torrents
I smile.
Gasping at the onslaught
I open my hands
And bare my chest.
Into my parted lips
a benison
is poured.
I know,
without a doubt tonight,
that I am Alive.
© Tanya Anguita
I stand in the doorway.
The pounding rain
beats a staccato rhythm
on my waiting skin.
Baptized by the clouds,
Bathed by the cool heavens,
I am soaked to my core.
As water streams across
my body in torrents
I smile.
Gasping at the onslaught
I open my hands
And bare my chest.
Into my parted lips
a benison
is poured.
I know,
without a doubt tonight,
that I am Alive.
© Tanya Anguita
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