Thunderstorms and a warm breeze

With whirring winds
and unending rain
the maelstrom spins
and brings only pain

The tornado is inescapable
The floods are suffocating
but the sweet scent of maple
keeps you wading

then the warm breeze
quiets the storm
and ends its squeeze
to no longer be torn

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After a long day of work, just feeling another warm body is enough to calm down worries and anxieties