Squalls of Emotion
Another night of loneliness
She sits waiting for his call
In silence she grows restless
Emotional rain begins to fall
Tonight her phone will not be ringing
His calming voice she will not hear
In reddened eyes there is a stinging
The threat of squalls is drawing near
Roses he'd given, withered and dried
Fragile petals crushed, lying in her hand
"What have you done to us?" she cried,
as she slipped off her wedding band
In breathy whispers she called his name,
remembering his touch; sweet embrace
Then the haunting memories came
and the look of anguish lined her face
Days, weeks, then months rolled by
a semblance of peace she'd finally found
Until the night he called and said, "Hi."
In emotional rain she almost drowned
No shelter from this impassioned storm
No tincture is there to cure such pain
Upon her cheeks were rivulets warm;
another downpour of emotional rain
~ Upon request, this is being reposted
from several years ago.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2018
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