(all thunderstorm and little rain)

(all thunderstorm and little rain)

doll – It pains me to say-
 you’re all thunderstorm,
 and very little rain…
 you can’t arrive in subtly,
 no, you must be perceived…
 you must gather upon the horizon…
 
To make your arrival all-known,
 your show is equal parts flash and impression;
 with all the bling of your lightning,
 and all the bravado of your thunder.

Despite my better(/bitter) feelings,
 I struggle against the electricity of your arrival,
 the electricity you always generate in the air, 
 for all parts of me to stand at attention,
 (in a form of heightened anticipation)
 of what cooling, soothing, wonder
 you will welcome upon me..

Much to my chagrin – most of this is charade,
because at the Peak of your Performance
 (this impressive 4th of July impression) 
 I’m practically begging to experience your shower,
 which you take as a cue to slowly dissipate away,
 you float away and leave me the thirsting flower…

Well, no more, because now I see past your style,
 and straight through to a lack of substance..
 which is why I say with a bit of regret and a bit of pain,
 you’re all thunderstorm,
 and very little rain…

M. L. Michael
07/22/09/

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