frigid and wet

today
i stood in the rain
the cold evening syrup
pelting its frigid message upon my skin
the gold and amber light from your window
hiding eyes that watch me stand still
and take on water
like a vessel drowning in your freezing glow
standing at attention
for your attention
till it is time to tuck your hips
in a warm cozy blanket
leaving me with my tepid dreams

you subtle vixen
you hippy hipster
nestling into nocturnal bliss
as i shiver and wonder
what warmth would be like