Weather

Stormy times and skies of blue. Both are determined by you. You are my weather, whether you like it or not. So be gentle, be gentle. So much of me is cupped in your hands that no one else has ever had. So be loving, be loving. You can cause my ocean chaos and calm, all control is held in your palm. You are my weather, whether its good or not. But it is a beautiful thing. A very beautiful thing. Please calm down my storms. Make my winds subside. Make my warm air warmer. Make my soft sand softer. Make my ocean more beautiful. You do, you do... you already do. You are my weather, you are... you are...