Coming Storm
Tail lights fade slowly
as she drives away
the room is silent
her perfume lingers
accumulating on the horizon
like a storm cloud...
Her whispers remain
as a distant mutter
dampness on the sheets
I glow in the halo of her pleasure
Is this sweet love?
rain is falling
clouds roll winds of change
sky turns blue and black...
Caught in loves ambrosial rain
storm, I know you are coming...
~ ~
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