The Stormy Night

C’mon thunderstorm on this warm summer’s night

Rip through me with your white hot lightning

Warning shots roaring in the distant skies

Running down the sidewalk,

Hopping the fence

Cutting through the grass,

Laughing wildly

Wondering if it will strike

Heart thumping against my cotton shirt,

Soaked through,

Feeling every drop.

Arms stretched out, spinning

Face to the sky, I breathe it in

Smells like fire and tastes like moonshine

Smiling like one who’s unraveled a great mystery

And will never tell a soul.

Racing past houses, trees, telephone poles

Arriving at my door stop,

Porch swing dripping wet

Feeling so alive,

A child of the stormy night

A survivor.

Photo Credit: Flickr.com/Chrisirmo- Creative Commons- Chris Thompson
Photo Credit: Flickr.com/Chrisirmo- Creative Commons- Chris Thompson
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