Humming

Fingers extend
And find the lonely pen
Who has no thoughts of his own
Filling pages with
The sound of your lips
As they run off the desk and fill up the room
You let out a cry
With your hand held high
In the window-blue, laughter-filled, teardrop sky
The clouds start to speak
I remember them each
Every raindrop that fell from its place
And slipped down your cheek
Lips buzz along
Humming towards home
Your breath is a love song
Marching beside
The ins and outs of your sigh
Pushing and pulling in perfect time
Breathing clouds from our lips
And we’re starting to kiss
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The rain falls around
Our doubts learn to drown
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The rain joins along
In apocalyptic song
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
The clouds learn to sing
The sky stomps its feet
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!