Your Storm


It was by your storm that I learned how to feel.
The sensation of your touch; like raindrops
stimulating my skin as the thunder of
your voice roars through my soul.

It was by your lightening that I learned how to love.
The fierceness of your rhythm strikes unpredictably through the night, as you luminously invoke the sky with your beauty.

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