Storms
The storms we have weathered,
so many and yet so few.
But how many should be endured
when there are two,
who love each other
as we do.
There have been in our lives, my love,
storms of passion,
that were so fiery that they left
shadows of ash on the pillows
where we laid our heads until dawn.
There were storms of indecision
that have taken our thoughts, and
scattered them with the wind in the opposite direction.
We can't forget the storms of happiness.
when even tho' we tried to be strong enough
to hold back the tears, we were still weak,
weak enough to let them mingle together
as our noses touched.
But of all the storms that we've been through, my dear,
there has been none so terrible and caused so much fear,
as the storm that destroys trust.
But as we go through this storm, I know we must
pick up where we left off,
and move on to sunnier weather.
Copyright: October 27, 2005
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