You can liken the constant, rapid sensation of feelings to the experience of a thunderstorm
One in which you are always caught by surprise and oft ill-prepared
Your only defense, an umbrella and a pair of drenched trousers
Yet solace found in the sound of deflected rooftop drops and puddle plops
Until thunder resounds to settle scores across the board with everyone who didn’t hear its roar
It knows its role and plays it well, to rhyme with rain just like a spell
Random moments of sweet reprieve, you thank the skies for the graceful ease
The darkened clouds and dim sunlight beams
Showered with grace until nights eve.
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