Lightning flashed, zigzagging across clouded skies. Seconds later thunder cracked and sizzled.  The house trembled.

I sat on the verandah watching the storm’s approach…a glass of red in my hand. The rain arrived, hammering the corrugated iron roof. Water rushed from the gutters and flowed down the garden paths.

I stayed there all night, unable to sleep. At dawn I watched the sun’s golden rays sparkle and glitter upon tiny puddles and across the freshly mown grass. The world was transformed.

But I was unmoved, for you who transformed my life was absent and I was desperate for your love.

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