THE WIND IN YOU
I hear it,
The wind,
Blowing slightly, picking up speed.
Lightning, thunder,
Imminent rain,
leaves swirling, crashing against the glass
rain pouring, I open the door,
to feel the gust, whipping against my face.
I am not afraid, I feel content.
i know you have returned to hold me again.
I will stay, to feel you close
Till the night breathes you back.
Leaving me crying, like the tears from the clouds.
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