Radical Randomness

 Somewhere in the middleof discomfortlies peacewaiting to be embracedagainsoon.The thunder pounds outside,inside,drumming against my chestas I wait for sleep.The rain whips the windowswith heavinessas my emotionsrun down,trickling to the pondand Ifind dreams  movingfurther       and               further              awaywhile thoughts of you movecloser & closer.Tonight I miss youthrough this torrential excessthat perfectly setsthe backdrop forwhat we do best…love oneanotherendlesslywithouta beginning_______ lineoran end. "Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet." - Bob Marley