I thought of you.

last night 
when rain soaked through the city streets 
filling every gap and crevice of the hot, weary asphalt 
when thunder bounced off of the sides of skyscrapers 
and echoed through the alleyways 
and boomed with such a force that the sidewalk seemed to shake underneath my feet 
when bright, bold lightning made the sleepless city streets seem dim in comparison 
and infused the already electric city air with heat and light and fire 

i thought of you. 

the butterflies in my stomach 
like horses agitated by a strong summer storm 
fluttered rapidly and ceaselessly 
as i sat in the back of the chilly car 
(but i attributed the butterflies to my fear of thunderstorms 
it was a self-preservation mechanism at the time) 
because in a way this is just too good to be true 
but at the same time i know that i just need to  

“slow down, for God’s sake!” 
i pitched forward in my seat 
my dad awoke with a grunt 
the driver, a heavyset Italian man in his late 50’s, 
flipped off the a*****e with the new jersey license plate (go figure) 
who had flown past him, cut him off, 
and was now unsteadily weaving his way through the traffic ahead. 
“nobody should be driving like that in this weather.” 

heart pounding wildly 
which i blamed on the new jersey drivers 
but let’s be honest - 
my heart’s been pounding wildly for a while now -
i settled back in my seat 
the leather cold against my bare back 
listening to the rain as it bore down upon the car 

and wished that it 
(whatever it is) 
could be as simple as summer: 

a few storms here and there 
because those are expected 
but predominantly beautiful, with 
cloudless blue skies during the daytime 
and multitudes of bright blinking stars at night 
(because i still make wishes on starry nights) 
and 
you 

as simple as that. 

Author's Note

What do you think? :)

Reviews

[T]

A very well told story in poetic form. You bring the scenes alive with well chosen words and scenarios that make the poem vivid with detail. A fine job.

[khalid]

in fact cars as well as most means of transportation are nice places to think. i always do that even when im driving. you have described the driver, the car, the situation, allll, in a very nice way. i enjoyed reading it

[Emily B]

you write with a lot of heart

[BlueJay]

Sweet through and through! The imagary, the words, the structure... Brilliant mate!

[EMF]

Always interested in what people expect when they ask 'What do you think?'. Simply put, beautiful. A marvelously well written, clever and loving work that tells its entire story within a few delightful breaths. From the flow to the repetition, faultless. A marvelously alive work that simply can be viewed any way you wish it. Sintilating imagry that give depth and form to the story. Superb. That's what I think.