blinding lights dance across the ceiling
thunders crashes high above
and I feel that you can see me
flashing bright against a
luminous
dark
sky
I know that it is you that haunts me
I've felt you here from time to time
it's always your silhouette that greets me
blinking in a
soft
white
light
and I wait for you to tell me
when it will be the exact right time
and then it finally starts raining
...the hail is sure to be
not
far
behind.
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