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Jun 2017
When the sky laughs its' booming chuckle, I wonder.
I wonder whether you dance in the rain
or sleep soundly thanks to the constant pattering.

Do you look forward to the sunshine breaking through
or do you welcome the sadness and grief it brings?

Do you wish the rain would never stop,
so it can wash away all that has ever hurt you?
Or do you pray that it never rains,
so you are never reminded of the pain?

Is the downpour a megaphone,
shouting to the world how you feel inside?
Or do you use it as something to dull the hurt,
a strong tonic to nullify all things evil?

I want you to love the rain,
Love the rain the way I do,
And stand in it to drown out
that stain of weariness.

Stick out your tongue sometime
When you get the chance.
Catch a raindrop
and embrace the freedom that it brings.

Do this so when we meet,
We can dance together, soaking.
the clouds will laugh, I’ll move
the beautiful sopping hair from your eyes.

I want to share our first kiss,
in the middle of a hurricane.
And hold you tight,
So there is nothing but us and the rain.
Wrote this to a future love, during a physics lecture, while listening to the rain pour down outside.
Bartholomew Welles
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Bartholomew Welles  29/Cisgender Male/KC, MO
(29/Cisgender Male/KC, MO)   
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