Tag: weather
low pressure area
This is where one hearsthe saddest song that brings the truest joys;this is where one seesabsolutely nothing in ways clearest;there is where one smellsthe most fragrant, encapsulating void;this is where one touchesupon the light that is nonexistent;this is where one tastesthe most delicious breathlessness—I wonder how we might come about a sort of nothingnessthat lets…
In theory
We are but storms and it overwhelms me the thought of no fair days and neither rain I want the cold winters and blazing summers the whole spectrum of colour in theory I want to witness it, all from afar; I want to see—this is the expected response, the right answer All I want is…