rain on a sunny day

the sky was of two minds
the rain all washed in light

you prism-like
wrap the clouds in rainbow bars

i love you like high music
i do not understand

i love you because i don't know what else
to call the feeling

i love you because
the sky is a momentary thing
and because
your face is open as a swung gate
because i don't know where the wind begins or ends
because the water lying dead in lakes is lifted up
because i believe the clouds are soft and
light is sweet before the night

because the condensation of the clouds spreads across
the spectrum of my sight
and i know there is more than my eye can describe

because you are open as the sky
and there is more than my eye can describe
perfect afternoon rain-bathed and new.