joannebest











{February 14, 2015}   Weather Man

aheart
underneath the cover

of

skin

or cotton

or night

there is a beating that goes on

my heart starts and stops

intermittent

depending on the weather,

you are my weather man

controlling my temperature

keeping me shivering

hot and cold

you’ve shown me how the sun can still shine

even when i’m stuck in my own frozen tundra
weatherman

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