soaked petals
rain beats down on metal
vision clouded by the fell
branches downed into the meadow
summer storms make me sentimental
lightning streaks through the sky
thunder rattles the house through july
how the nights and days slowly go by
raindrops fall on my fingertips
wind blows kisses to my lips
i’m enamored, this never ends well
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This is wonderful – especially the (open)ending.