Raining In Eva

It’s raining in Eva
& damp flowers bloom
Black waters rise where
her long legs lie
Pond weeds twine on couch legs
& clouds glide by in bright-edged files
Across her ceiling tiles
& hide her starry houselights
Behind her bangs,
behind her bright bangs
An uncloudy day
Shines & fades
& shines & fades again
but Eva rains
Eva rains.