Stormy
To my soul sistah my morning star
My stormy when there is bad weather
I can't explain what you do to my soul inexplainable but its love
Its raining in my mind
For your grace and wisdom has touched me forever
I'm into you and its true
I feel blessed with and knowing you
I wish I could wrap my arms around your pain
And hose it down with this true love rain
I'm here no matter what
I'm standing next to you even when I'm not
I love my stormy in all kinds of weather.
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