You appear in daydreams,
Face pixelated and palms open and facing up.
Waiting for me.
Too far away from me.
In my dream I smell rain thick in the air,
Feel the thunder and lightning crackle over our heads;
As desperate to open up as we are.
The storms whips around us like our love does,
Fiercely and without second thought or consequence.
I yearn for it every time it rains.
Yearn for it so much my heart walks out of my chest and into the eye of the chaos.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
You appear in daydreams,
Face pixelated and palms open and facing up.
Waiting for me.
Too far away from me.
In my dream I smell rain thick in the air,
Feel the thunder and lightning crackle over our heads;
As desperate to open up as we are.
The storms whips around us like our love does,
Fiercely and without second thought or consequence.
I yearn for it every time it rains.
Yearn for it so much my heart walks out of my chest and into the eye of the chaos.
