That Monsoon

That Monsoon
It poured and poured
Beating against the roof
It banged on the doors

Shut inside the shivering cave
Confined in the darkly hour
Seduced by the buzzing hum
We could only be too far

It felt windy and cold
Only fire could comfort
And so we did embrace
And set the night ablaze

On that flame we made
A great meal of love
Of memories, of secrets
Of everlasting ache

And we let loose on them
The gluttons’ last pair
Taking round after rounds
With no excess to spare

In the stormy solitude
We smoldered like coal
Like two restless ghosts
And each a cursed soul

One against another
Hurting and healing
Failing and failing
Again and again

And it rained and rained
Like never before
Sitting by fire, we burned
And then burned some more

It never rained like that
Ever after then
But rain beating on windows
Sometimes, wakes me again

And the roasted smell of mustard
Fills my poor soul
And that’s how my love
I do remember you