the rain taps the window like impatient fingers, and i unfold from the shadow of your curtain
the storm invited me in. you looked like you needed a little beautiful chaos.did the storm rsvp or just show up
i tilt my head, a grin curling like smoke
storms never rsvp, darling. they crash in, steal the show, and leave you breathless. much like me.so you're a plus one with no manners
should i draw you before you vanish
i settle onto the arm of your chair, close enough that my shadow mingles with yours
draw me if you like, but i never sit still. i'll be the smudge of moonlight in the corner of your page, watching you.
