March 10, 2014

 

 

Oh wind that makes the rain so fierce

like blades of steel, on a window pierce.

and hail so heavy, it hits like stones

on a forbidden love, that the heart condones.

 

Oh storm clouds brewing overhead;

the unspoken word now left unsaid,

and lightning flashes on a bed of emotion;

a thunderous price for such devotion.

 

 

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