A flash flood warning —
with a telegraph tornado
on the side
will remind me of you. (Stop)
Weeks later you’ll tell me
you twirled my hair in your fingers
after I was “out cold” one night. (Don’t Stop)
That storm-with-warnings ended
your arrival, your twelve hour journey
— Stopped —
someplace inside our first night
and though rain’s an event on the regular here in Kentucky
(God willing and the creek don’t rise)
it never returned from sender til
the final night
of your first visit.
Stop back again and again?
Each time, we can deliver different weather.