petrichor sweeps into my nostrils
as the droplets begin to dive
i stand and call for heavier drops
to let me know that i’m alive
the pleasure of this summer shower
turns my mind toward you
the freshness i experience
lets me know what i must do
peeling away until i’m laid bare
the moisture soothes my skin
i dance in freedom without a care
until i’m dripping in sin
were that you could share this moment
would that we were close
we’d share ourselves in this delight
and take joy in our repose
albert the insider 