Dance of the dark afternoons

If I were rain and the light all just dimmed

For a city that's parched in waiting

I wish you were wind that sways my hips

When I splash on a face that's sweating

I pause for the girl who needs her apron

For the day's last hairdo is pending

Then I glide down the shiny red raincoat

Of the boy on a bike who is bringing

You throw your might in spells that are gusty

I figure out an eight on the surface

Of a pool that was full of noisy children

Who are back to their screens of nonsense

I twirl in your tune as you hum one jolly

For a sweet serenade is so tempting

Ignore I was cross with you for a while

When you shut me all out for my grifting

We'd play hide'n'seek and rinse those windows

A story lurks always for a-peeping

I cheat once more, you cut me to pieces

Such a death is so worth this living

I drip down the ledge, seep into feathers

Of pigeons who are so fondly mating

You blow me once more and wear me out

To scatter me in pits of forgetting