**To friends in Florida, please be careful. Evacuate if you are in the evacuation zone. We are sending you our thoughts and prayers!**

Rain falling down outside my window.

My brown eyes stretch past the fog on the glass

To see the sounds of the raindrops smashing on the street,

To hear the rustling leaves, shaking in harmonic fury,

To intake the cracking of the violent thunder,

Roaring through the sky.

I am sitting before an orchestra,

Listening carefully with my ears,

To touch the gray horizon,

To sift through the dark clouds,

To be drenched in the rain,

To feel cold and wet along my back,

And with my fingers I embrace

The colors of the gray in the clouds,

The brightness of the lightning,

Streaking madness across the canvas

Which lies beyond my window.

In my mind, the rainstorm dances

A dance of enchantment:

Her hypnotic hands distort my senses,

Her wet kisses make madness sweet,

Her passion traps me like a fool,

Her fingers send shivers down my spine;

Rainstorm dances in my mind.