So the rain came again today. I woke to grey fingers poking through the blinds, to the flicker of a candle as I struck the match and guided my sleepy body back to bed. I lay under the blanket again, wrapped under cotton and wool and sank back underwater.
I dreamt of someone unexpected, a lover I have not seen for some time. One with soft skin and eyelashes that bruised me. He curled around me and I lay for him like broken glass.
I swam for a while in colours and woke as dream ink dripped from my body,
I was once more washed in the rain.