I love this feeling.
The wind on my face,
The fire under my skin
Doused by the rain.
The ominous clouds overhead.
My natural state it what the storm is,
Right now.
It's just how I've always been.
And so when the sky reflects who I am
Like this
Like this storm
It feels amazing.
Like I am fully outside my head,
For once.
Like I can walk among the thunder
Jog with the steady downpour...
A brilliant storm,
But not the inescapable one in my body.
A storm that
Can free me.
Long day
past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night
fluorescent lights beating down
then flickering off
a fanfare
a reflection
a redemption
Some things are just instinct
like when I just ran to you
as soon as I saw you
and hugged you for -
oh yeah -
the first time
very very platonic of course
you're my big brother.
Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart
it's like a platonic ballad
it's like you are playing
through first loves
and forbidden loves
and grass in the summer
and crunchy chips
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