For hours I’d gaze up @ those spritely flames
Bourn by the coupling ‘tween sunset & clouds,
& meshed e’en mo’ unscorched in icy rain,
With thunder white & hot—& just as loud.
I spread my arms & wait for rain to flood
Around my body, soul, & coupon stashes—
Veins running @ the touch of such cold blood
Till filling my soft stomach with warm splashes.
I’ll always miss the weather you display,
Every morning, night, & all the days.