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
