Storm

Sometimes it takes a storm to really know the light - 

the scent of rain, the weight of clouds 

pulling down the sky.  

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Sometimes it takes a storm to know how you feel - 

to understand indigo and the varnished sun 

lighting up the fields.  

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It takes the rain between the lines to know what sorrow finds; 

the way a cloud divides sometimes - the clearing and the blue.  

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I love you.

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I was just passing through and taken by surprise between the black sky and the blue.  Between the black sky and the blue - I love you.  

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I love you.

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(Fernando Ortega)