Lying In Bed Watching the Storm
lying in bed watching the storm…
hold my hand, break my heart
quiet my soul, touch me there
wild rain will consume us
ignite my passion, rest my voices
soooth the bruises, slip inside me
flashes of light fill the room
capture my breath, wrestle my tongue
touch my burning skin, heal our pain
the wind caresses the trees
scream my name, ease the fever
crash my hope, choke my heart
the storm has passed
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