Heartless and Disorientated

the scent of the storm

come lay next to me, by the open window,
we can smell the storm

please sit next to me, next to this wide open door,
we can listen to the rain fall

come lay with me please, my love, with all the windows in this house wide open,
petrichor seeping in,
we can smell the lightening before it strikes

come hold me please, and we can fall asleep to the scent of the storm.