Listening to the thunderstorm

I lie in the rain. Listening to the thunderstorm. Arms stretched wide. Catching the droplets.

I close my hands. Locking in the moisture. Allowing it to settle.  Before it trickles down my palm.

I lie in the rain. Listening to the thunderstorm. Thinking of how we met. And if you will leave again.

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