I changed it and I am not sure if I like it. |
It rains Collecting Growing A storm Building Me Suspended out the window A suicidal leap With out the death Or pain Or falling Or being alone A roller coaster With all the excitement And thrill And pleasure And more And her Riding with me Rain Lasting longer Becoming wetter Suspended in this dark wet world Of a summer storm I move with it Work with it Conduct a symphony to crescendo Lightning Crash And thunder “A drum roll please” The pressure Imploding on itself With a squeeze An explosion The best kind The wet kind Conducting Nerve endings firing Lightning strikes The heart beat faster I need it To taste it To feel it And share it The feelings With the reason My reason For continuing to be Her with me Forever Out the same window Into the same dark wet world Of the same summer storm Another flash Another crash Another squeeze Air trying to release The heat, force, energy That has been building all summer long Building again A new storm after sleep A new energy to carry on Fuel and a charge Electricity To make the heart beat faster And myself in the center of it all Letting the wet wash over me The happiness The freedom The reason My stomach in my throat Butterfly’s in my stomach The Thrill Myself Caught up by it Carried away Lost in the feeling Myself In the center of it all |