The Storm Was All Around Us

My first (real) long-distance relationship…

We watched the clouds roll in that day
Cross-legged in the sand;
We heard the distant thunder
Sitting huddled, hand-in-hand –

Until the rain was on us,
Then we kissed and up we rose;
Ran in the rain to my place
Where we shed our sodden clothes –

Before, we’d been “long-distance”,
So then this weekend was it —
We’d spend the time together, and
See just how well we fit –

The waves were high and crashing
In the sea right near my place;
I felt her warm breath on me
As I touched her still-wet face –

Beneath the raging skies we burned
And boiled, desperately —
And on-and-off, back on again
Experimentally

And oh, we tried, with all we had,
Our demons to outrun:
The storm was all around us, though –

In far more ways

Than one


[Alternately titled “Remembering My First Real… Long-Distance Relationship”]

Visage

The only one awake to see it, I was.

The storm displays its angry visage
To the sleeping town below;
And I’m the only one that’s wakeful,
I’m the only one who’ll know

That this is not impersonal.
It causes some alarm,
To see that look on nature’s face,
And know it means us
Harm