Dark Leaf Poetry by Terry McGhee 

Rain Cascading down the siding Plucking against the porch roof Making tiny explosions In the puddles Slipping away These slow days With downcast eyes Of sorrow Tears Sliding down my cheeks Dripping from my chin Disappearing into the carpet Hidden from view Lost

With closed eyes we kiss Fondle and fornicate Between the whispered hiss Of lust mingled with fate With each thrust A new taboo Excitement runs anew Don’t worry baby I’m not thinking of you