You might as well wait for rain,
the sudden ease of breath,
a devastating coolness.
The crowd scattered,
leaving us two stranded fools
staring up at the sky.
It burst with all
the shock of a balloon.
In seconds we were swept away
in the flood.
I thought of Noah then,
and the creatures that got left behind.
The two of us would never qualify,
not being the same species,
me the unicorn
and you a cousin of the phoenix,
no need for children.
I tried to warn you
we were endangered,
but you laughed and said,
we'll just have to swim for it.
There were desert islands in your eyes
and waves that broke across your skin.
I thought after all who needs
umbrellas, white doves, other lifesavers,
it's only a bit of water.
For you I could drink the ocean dry.
All storms will pass in time.

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