Drench Poem by Cheryl Butler

His Breath drenches
my face and skin

Like the milk
in my bath
Steams like
the steam

He disappears
Like the vapors
That arose

Swirling around
the white foam
Of my loneliness
Clenches and twirls
within my stomach

I rise to
dry off
Put on my robe
My skin smells
Of cocoa butter
and milk

The sound of loneliness
Reverberates through my house
It is so loud
I panic

I have to write
And I began a Haiku

'My fruit bowl with fruit
Cold perspiring, with dew
An icy chill
Then frost

A Gnat keeps buzzing
About the
purple grapes
I reached out
and
smacked the hell out of it

The Gnat is squashed
I'm thinking of him
again
The sound of
loneliness is
Reverberating
Like darkened clutter
Enveloping me

His Breath drenches me
Like milk upon my skin