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Help!
is messy
like confused rain.
It drives me mad
as water in my ears would.
Your eyes
are frightening
as thunder roaring angrily.
They pierce me
as lighting in a storm would.
The rest of the planet
shys away at that gaze,
terrified,
but did you know, my dear?
I love to dance in the rain.
Your voice
is raspy
like dead leaves in the fall.
It scratches my skin
as a brittle, bare tree branch would.
Your touch
is cold
as the expectation of snow.
It sends a shiver
as a bitter autumn wind would.
The rest of the world
recoils at that touch,
disgusted,
but did you know, my dear?
Autumn is my favorite season.
Your hand
is not soft
but rather hard and rough.
Yet it holds mine gently
as the damp atmosphere.
Your face
is not beautiful
like people think it should be.
Yet it smiles at me
as a kind friend would.
The rest of the earth
turns away at that face,
horrified,
but did you know, my dear?
I love you anyways.
