Weather Or Not

We are each
a leaf
caught on the
air between us
accelerating
toward one another

Every word
is the wind
that pushes us
closer

Every touch
becoming sticky
with our sweat
of anticipation

Until the hurricane
we are becoming
turns into
the tornado
we will be
in the night

July 8, 2020

Day 93 of 100

Prompt: use Leaf, Accelerating, Sticky in a poem.

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