A Storm
Storm raged winnowing out the fen
Panic clustered in the heart of glen
we two were out not knowing the fact
We will be caught in the act
The young storm gave us a real scare
Hanging like a spider in mid air
Beckoned us on to her fuzzy golden web
We embraced each other the storm in rave
We fought against the divulging squall
Trees were falling under convulsing wall
We kissed and kissed with our love in lug
The storm was laughing naked and smug
When sun rose with his rosy pink face
We were watching the hues of God's grace.
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Subject: Storm
1st February, 2015
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