Say My Name

I love the way you say my
name. How you round
the vowels. Flatten the
consonants. How you hold my
name in your mouth, then let
it go, let it float through the air.

When you called this morning
I forgot to tell you that it is raining.
Grey clouds drifting gusts and
flurries of wind driving rain
and sorrow through me.
I miss your umbrella.