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.