i bet you’re afraid 

You’re afraid,

aren’t you

?

that’s why

you bluster about

like a summer storm

and tell me to get 

over 

my values,

isn’t it

?

you don’t like

that your downpour 

only sizzles

on the wildfire

within 

me

do you 

?

or

that your raindrops

slip

between

my fingers 

because

i want them too

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