monsoon
the eye
the
charged
air
swirls
rising
and
falling
like
tides
in
ebb
and
flow
like
the
give
and
take
of
lovers
entwined
.
the
literal
spark
of
the
lightning
,
the
rose
-red
sunset
sky
flushed
with
desire
.
the
waft
of
the
ionizing
earth
,
almost
like
the
smell
of
sex
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from