I Snuggle Up To the Storm Raging Night

Blast the doors open to its crackling light And wrap my heart over all of its fury I snuggle up to the storm raging night Roaring black skies screaming down, my delight Desert monsoon quivering all blurry With all of my might, I squeeze its soul tight Spun out of control and not at all right My kindred spirit, have not I a worry I snuggle up to the storm raging night Tearing away turning love into fright Desperate minds churn up in its flurry With all of my might, I squeeze its soul tight It howls obscenities wanting to fight Cemetery ghosts, like blown leaves scurry I snuggle up to the storm raging night Pretending a peaceful end to life's plight I won't be false and from madness hurry I snuggle up to the storm raging night With all of my might I squeeze its soul tight August 4, 2022 First Person Villanelle Poetry Contest Sponsored by L Milton Hankins