The unbearable softness of lightning (Re-write 5/15/25)
The unbearable softness of lightning
the caress of shattering light
fear, desire, and beauty
breathing fire
and brittle air
tasting ozone with our souls
I sensed what was coming
a primal fear
an omen of doom
of a spirit tightly coiled
eyes peering from the storm
to turn back from anger
burn down the words
the cuts too deep
our eyes too full of clouds
fire from our hearts
seeking each other's throats
fear, desire, and beauty
breathing fire
and brittle air
tasting ozone with our souls
I sensed what was coming
a primal fear
an omen of doom
of a spirit tightly coiled
eyes peering from the storm
to turn back from anger
burn down the words
the cuts too deep
our eyes too full of clouds
fire from our hearts
seeking each other's throats
reveling in the pain
our world full of chaos and ruin
that I might hold once more
the unbearable softness of lightning
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