Love Poem From The Toilet #2

I cry in the dark rainy evening
so my salty tears will dilute
in the sweet water mist
no one notices the puffiness through the new moon
I can still look tough
although my pores act like sponges underneath
all the storm. Soak it all in, soak it all
Not a drip endulges my dry existence
only that light from the tower behind me does.
Thunder crashes, dances, informs the weather
is only started to come down
My fat spongy body stretches along the cobblestones
and I lie looking past the clouds
searching for some answer with meaning, some sunlight
the split second I stare at your bright tower window
I get lost in my own rain, salty now for I've been pouring for days
The river I formed is placed in a desert
so that I evaporate to some purpose
suddenly the clouds swirl past many airplanes
new galaxies are revealed and the hot sandy air
turns my tears to water
my body to food and your sunlight spreads
through the stars into many constelations
shunning my touch from your kisses
and revealing the color of my dark eyes
misplaced on craters of full moon.