After the Storm Has Passed
Gone is your presence,
But forgotten not
Is its place in my heart.
Away from me you flew,
Carried away by the storm
As its troubled winds
Whispered its lies
With its cool and moist breath
Promises of joy and ecstasy
As you spun wildly
In its blissful chaos,
Un-mindedly subverted
By its illusion of power and beauty.
But eternal is my love
And forever shall I wait for your return
From the swirling torment
That has stolen you away.
Resolved is my heart
And hopeful is my demeanor
That you will soon be reborn
Into my calm sky,
As my patient arms
Await your intimate embrace.
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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