As I run
along the shoreline
from the south
sky blue and black
storm clouds gather...
Angry birthing mists
slowly glide
wind across water...
Gust of gales
soft and moist
soothing reminding me
that I am loved
by the woman I love...
Life is beautiful
Tattered storm clouds
soon to release singing rain
my love I dream you
come and be my lover in the rain...
Soon they will disappear
sky return to blue...
I will go home
pull my comforter over me
unafraid thunder will find me...
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