You are my storm cloud

You are my storm cloud
You are the fury, the billow, the bellow
You are the shadow that darkens my world
You are the light that flashes through that darkness
You are the thunder, you pour when you rain
Creation and destruction all rumbling into one
Bone chilling, gut wrenching, soul seeking
Soul- that's what you're after, aren't you?

So yes, you are my storm cloud
You are not my shiny little ray of sunshine
Or that brilliant rainbow full of cheer I crave
You are none of what I want.

But you are my storm cloud
You are exactly what my parched soul needs
You are all I need.