the violence of a sudden storm--
and i can smell the bright
         metallic
                  heat
of electricity racing through the air,
while the quick staccato of raindrops
echoes the pounding in my veins and
my blood sings in
response to the growling bass
of thunder that rolls slowly out of
savage grey clouds.

clothes melt to my skin,
i long to peel them off
bare myself
to the wind
that screams through the trees--

soaked and laughing
i shed my innocence
twirling under the feral sky