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Another Storm Between Us
Strong winds come to stir and blow.
With it a mixture of ocean rain.
Could this be the season so soon,
Of those unpredictable tornados.
Could this be already,
The season to prepare for hurricanes?
It seems as the Summer leaves,
And it is missed...
I,
In my mind...
Sit with wishes quick to reminisce,
Holding you in those heated breezes.
With closed eyes,
As we kiss lips.
I sit with wishes quick to reminisce,
The last touch we shared...
As the winds begin to stir,
And the rain pours swiftly...
While thunder roars.
Strong winds come to stir and blow.
With it a mixture of ocean rain.
Could this be the season so soon,
Of those unpredictable tornados.
Could this be already,
The season to prepare for hurricanes?
I,
In my mind...
Sit with wishes quick to reminisce,
Holding you in those heated breezes.
With closed eyes,
As we kiss lips.
I sit with wishes quick to reminisce,
The last touch we shared...
As the winds begin to stir,
And the rain pours swiftly...
While thunder roars.
Could this be already,
The season to prepare for hurricanes?
Could this be already,
Another storm between us...
Left to remain unfinished?
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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