i feel most like myself when it rains
the way the drops slap the concrete
the water running over curbs,
covering the toes of my boots
the way the thunder screams with such certainty
how it requests every one's presence to see her display of
aggression or love
whatever you feel like calling it in the moment
watching the way the lightning bursts into my house
performing a show just for me
letting me sink into the comfort of not knowing where
the next strike will hit or when
the thunder will crack
seeping into the unknown of knowing
letting me crave her
and weeping when she leaves
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