as slow as the dawn you stay

up all night for

more stickier than the dew

on petals that follows

 

as hard as the rain that falls

tonight and again

more gentler than the smell

on the streets

 

my favourite flowers hang

reminding me there are things

in life that don’t remind me

of you

 

as fast as the cars out of control

on the wet pavement

more slower than the collisions

 

thunder commands my attention

seeks my affections, and

makes me one with the 

wet weather