STORM
I
am the rain of spring that dampens your skin.
My
hatred is the thunder clouds that loom over your head.That flash of lightening lights the fire within me.
Those east winds blow my burdens away.
I never thought it could happen so fast
Our eyes met and my heart was taken back
You might not know, might cross your mind last
That I am yours and I wish you were mine
I have a dream of you speaking to me
Over the mist of the stormy sea
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