Hmm..
I can feel Humidity
embrace me like an intimate lover greeting me after being away for a long winter.. He doesn't get along very well with most people but that's just cause they don't understand him.
But he and I... we've had this bond since birth.
I've learned his secrets over the years and watch while he orchestrates the skies like a magician.
We both know what he can do with his super powers.
How he can turn the sky into a cinematic performance of variations, a painters wet dream. "Watch over there, " he whispers. A sheet of black rain and streaks of lightening approaches promising a wall of intimacy that blocks the outside world. "And over here," he remarks. I look towards the ocean where a sea of water begins to vigorously churn, the waves lapping against one another. "Close your eyes and listen," he says while I take in the rumbling thunder, cackling lightening and pattering of raindrops... the sound it makes as it hits the canopy of trees, then drops to the tin roof and to the floor... "Feel," he invites and I walk through the curtain of water while breathing in the familiar scents of grass, gardenias and the taste of rain....
The warm moisture gently pelting against my skin and dripping down my body... my tension slowly washing away.
The rest, he didn't have to say, it was inferred.
Sometimes you don't have to care about anything else other than the storm... Sometimes it's the only thing that matters.
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