Storms

The storms we have weathered, so many and yet so few. But how many should be endured when there are two, who love each other as we do. There have been in our lives, my love, storms of passion, that were so fiery that they left shadows of ash on the pillows where we laid our heads until dawn. There were storms of indecision that have taken our thoughts, and scattered them with the wind in the opposite direction. We can't forget the storms of happiness. when even tho' we tried to be strong enough to hold back the tears, we were still weak, weak enough to let them mingle together as our noses touched. But of all the storms that we've been through, my dear, there has been none so terrible and caused so much fear, as the storm that destroys trust. But as we go through this storm, I know we must pick up where we left off, and move on to sunnier weather. Copyright: October 27, 2005