The Storm is Here

This storm here
In its thunder
I hear it calling
Rumbling my name

Whispering winds
Breezes with words
Drawing ever nearer
Speaking icy chills

Storming rains
Sounds a beat
Pounding a parade
Carrying me sensually

Up and down the scale
Releasing in me
Something primal
Scary, Angry

The Storm is here
And it has a face
Leering at me
Come and play

MH and Toni Reding

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