Weather Report      (for Kellee)

I want to rain/storm
your entire body
with care, subtle misting,

wild torrents.

Drench your explorer’s mind

with dew that glistens,

kiss your rainbow hair
through every weather

in every forest, under

every waterfall we

can find.

Listen to you sing bits
of English history

from your strong

Celtic heart,

straight and feathery
into my good ear
like a newborn lark,

like a dark cloud
spilling scintillas

of light into pails

of pure dawn.