Michigan is full of water.
The dams are full. 
The rain will fall.
And I will tremble 

as the wind tears through the pines
just as I tear up your words in my chest 

breaking like the treetops
that come crashing to the ground

I feel the thunder
 in my heart.

I sit.
 vulnerable,
to the wind of your affection.
The force of which, 
blows me to the ground.