Friday, September 28, 2012

Lightning and Thunder

It's lightning and thundering and I am thinking of you. I wish you were here and I could light some candles and read to you in the dim firelight. We'd leave the window a little open to smell the earth dampening from the post summer day rain, sighing in relief as it cools.

It's thundering and lightning and I am here without you, thinking of all the empty spaces you leave.

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