Hands held in moonlight
Resting on the ground that they warm
Sitting side by side on the curb
Watching as the oncoming storm
Flashes its lightning
Off in the distance
Far enough now
To be purely aesthetic
As thunder shouts
Its wisdom prophetic
“Go inside now!”
It seems to say
“Go now or else
You’ll be caught in the rain!”
But they pay no attention
That time is far off
The moon is still out
And that is enough
Watching the storm
Get closer and closer
Close enough
To keep each other warm
A Life in Poems 