chasing storms

it's pretty, the lightning, how the darkness is ripped apart by the sudden brilliance and then comes the rolling, growling, reverberation in the sky and we dance in the heaviness of all the metaphors that we attribute to the rain   and we chase storms as if we didn't know the rain would drown us…Read more chasing storms



each rain drop is a litany of every wish sent up at night, wishing on falling stars and the whispered promises made to the moon   the sky gets so heavy it weeps   and the children dance and lovers kiss and the flowers bloom   listen, we dance and cuddle and bloom to the…Read more Litany