while the gray skies cry

maybe it’s the rainfilling me with gloomso restlessyet unmovingwhile the gray skies crymaybe it’s the windechoing the emptinessso unfulfillingyet emcompassingwhile the air howlsmaybe it’s the darkdrawing me closerso promisingyet dangerouswhile the day turns to night Such a gloomy, gray day! But there’s something alluring about a day without sunshine. Someone* has a Galaxy SII and…