Do you prefer to retreat or "embrace the storm", comments/critique please?

(I think i'm becoming more free with my poetry now, so i'd appreciate your thoughts)

others will break out their defences
to shield against this pitiful "storm"
but me, i'm one who'll hold the line
and lure myself to the battlefield
mother earth, join me on the dance floor?

joined rain with it's thunderous stampede
twirled as it electrocuted tips
took it's weapon and made it my own
it's the weather's secret inner waltz
as this storm is passion on a dance

i resign as the rage howls elsewhere
the vehemence carries it's attack
and the onslaught is a balm for sleep
this tango lead me to my slumber
 
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