The sound of the rain

is the best drumming offered my ears 

in longer than can be said.

When telling a friend

I’m proud of you,

despite how patronizing it may sound, and

I recognize your fortitude,

a clear prayer was spoken-

fuck fortitude.

Amen.

In all the wriggling and stretching and pleading

and embracing,

Love’s got way more faces 

than we can imagine.