it's all sunshine

i find i grow closest
to those most prone
toward walking away;
only able to connect
with a set of legs
already set on leaving.
fall in love with this hurricane,
but do it quickly, now,
she'll be clouds over iowa soon -
passing curiosity for bored hicks,
not the fully-formed beauty she was,
raging through the major cities of her youth.

and that's all fine,
i'll take a hundred cyclones in stride,
and treasure all the long summer showers too,
and when winter comes
and i'm buried in snow
i'll bitch, but try to enjoy that as well.

just don't be surprised
when my policy of top speed every day
leaves me half-dead on your doorstep

but it's all sunshine with me, darlin'