Rain

Cry your diamond teardrops
I'll collect them on my exposed skin
Let them soak between the fine threads of my dress.

Dampen your sighs, now
as they whip my hair 'round my pale face
The wind will carry the breaths you don't have to take.

Calm now, open storm-clouded eyes
as the last diamond slips off black lashes
Falls, and earth crowds behind my fingernails.