Storm of Love
the
face of
my wife was
as dark as the
storm that raged and boomed
outside the drab motel
room . I stood at the window
observing the angry lightning,
thunder in my heart , knowing full well
for both of us , this was the end of love .
Copyright © Buhagiar Victor | Year Posted 2021
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