After thought clouds

The desert rain turns the sky dark,
But the booming lightning is somehow comforting
When it lights up your face

And I see the real you, in a blaring instant.

Only after the rain is gone,
And the flowers start to wither in the dry heat
Do you start to think of me.

Only for a hurried moment
As a cloud passes by.

Until the pattering rain
Blurs your reflection
In a murky puddle.

And the flowers do eventually bloom,
Vibrant though dark
I do not think you see
Their growth is stunted.

And the sun shines,
And don't you look lovely
Behind the blinding light?

But I see the real you
Behind the flowing clouds
And you see me
As an after thought.