Storm

by Alisha   Oct 12, 2007


Your love is like a summer rain.
the air is so fresh and beautiful.
when i hear your thunder rumble my heart begins to dance, my soul to sing.
what is this thing?
a pull so strong to lie and whatch the lightning fly,
when the rain begins to slow,
you may see me cry.
the rain makes a wonderful disguise,
as do you.
you hide all of my pain.
a game of keep away i never want to win.
come and play in the rain with me.
may we never see drought again.
may we never see the end.

-for jonathan

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