Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The First Storm

There are storms beyond this moment,
Ahead of this time and place.
I am tucked safely away
Creating my own storms.

I feel the electricity as it races through my body.
From my head to my toes,
I feel the insanity.
We're mesmerized
As we look into the others eyes.

As much as I'd love to be freed from this inundation
I love to stick around and see the end of the storm.
In the cold rain,
I still feel warm.
I stand in the lighting
But i face no harm.

Just keep that outstanding smile,
I hope it sticks around for awhile.
The wind is howling outside,
But inside I'm doing fine.

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