incandescent

iii- rain

I walked in the rain with arms spread wide

As I danced in circles on my own

My clothes became drenched and clung onto me like a second frigid skin

And my hair darkened and became tangled vines matted down on my scalp

Tears streamed down my face

But they were only born by the pelting raindrops finding a home on the angles of my face

At that moment I was free and reckless

At that moment

I was happy