at times, she is calm
similar to a whisper
barely hearing her
sometimes, she rages
an icy slap awakens
crimson cheeks brighten
at times, she teases
creating a hairy mess
or picks up my dress
sometimes destructive
blowing through with such power
won’t survive the hour
at times, she whimpers
she goes unnoticed, as does
her enchanting song
Written by: Diana-Marie Bombardieri
January 16, 2012...
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