ambrose03

I love when it rains. espcially the heavy rain with the big drops that turns the streets into black rivers. I love to just stand out side and feel the rain fall upon me as it attempts to drown me. through closed eyes I see the flash of lighting. I open them in in time to see the next bolt over head as the thunder booms from the first. I throw my arms wide and challenge the lighting to find me. to touch it is to touch the power of the stars. I will it to hit my heart and burn away what it finds in the million degree heat of plasma. I hear the dog barking, afraid of the thunder. Once again I remember those that I have to stick around for.