rain(tear)drops
raindropsdown

the water runs down,
trickling, tickling, caressing
(just like his fingers as they lay
in bed the other night;
you remember,
it was the night
he told you he was visiting his mother.)

the water runs down,
plastering her darkasnight hair
to her whiteaslight face,
her lipstick smeared across one cheek
from those smuttyandohsoscandalous excavations.
oh baby, she's a pioneer
in things you couldn't even dream of.