don't you ever notice
the way the wind growls
like she's alive
and she's angry

and how when she bites you
your skin doesn't bleed
but inside something stings

and sometimes when she roars
she bends trees
and pulls them
from their roots
but she also moves the tides

and when she blows back your hair
and your eyes water
she's only just saying 'excuse me,'
and 'I can't stay long'

and when she whimpers
on your skin
goosebumps bloom
and devour

have you ever noticed
how she carries your words
along her back
and then drops them on mine

and how she stays underneath
the people flying without even trying
but rarely lifts people from the ground

and when she does
she paints the sky black
and purple and yellow
like a bruise

and when she's gone
you wonder if you should move
and if you even can
without her