A Summer's Storm
She walks with subtle steps
Gazing with her grayish eyes
Smoothing her flawless dress
That cascades and covers the sky
Without a smile she whispers
Sweet nothings into your ear
Her coolest touch to you skin
Brings sudden rain, no fear
Her whispers turn to thunder
Her eyes a threatening dark gray
Her dress no longer flawless
Her temper now a rage
As rough winds now release you
Temper now like a cold lonely grave
She walks away with virtue
Just a storm of a summer day
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