Storms

Storms

by Allie Marie

 

I can’t blame you for your choice.

I can’t blame you for your lightning cracking voice,

but I must admit

I wish that I could.

 

We swirl patterns

in the wind and are

chased by the

tornadoes we create.

 

I want you to know I can see.

I want you to know this apology,

but I must admit

I wish that it was only me.

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