The Wind

As the sky darkens and the rumbling begins 


my heart starts beating faster with the speed of the wind. 


I can see the flashes of lightning heading this way 


Im always happier on a stormy day. 


Some people dont like the noise or the scarey sights 


when it grows darker in the day, than it is at night 


but for me its a time for reflection and thought 


and it beckens my mind to the love i've sought


I will hold her and kiss her, i cant wait to begin 


because my love grows stronger for her


. . . .like the speed of the wind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Watson Avatar
July 25, 2012 at 3:59 AM
Why should I care? This is self indulgent and just a diary entry.
Bier Avatar
July 25, 2012 at 4:13 PM
Why should we care about anyones thoughts or feelings? Im sorry you didn't enjoy it. It is personal but i thought others could relate. I was just relating my love for a woman and my love for a storm. They are both exciting and scarey and provoke thought. Maybe it is just me. It's ok. Have a great day.
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