upside down

rain hits the windows
with teardrops
running upside-down
driven by the wind
 
I turned to him for touch and comfort
but now nurse my dark bruises
and rock the cradle of doubt
in silence
at this moment
where we thwart all those words
we long for.
 
He would like to make up and get closer
in between the sheets
slip into this hollow next to me
but I sway back and forth
and the room swings around me
and my heart goes topsy-turvy
while the rain hits the window
upside down
 
 
 

© Yutka 2019
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