By B.K.
Date: 2006 Apr 03
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April Twisted Showers Bring May Flowers

Storm Front

The lightning is terrific
The wind horrific
Tornados they say
To howl the night away
Darlin hold me tight
We are long past
Jumping from the moors
Past the lighthouse high beams
In an awful storm
We can float on our backs
Safe from the floods
Of emotional grief
What a relief
To know that no matter
What degree of loves relativity
We have a past and future
A passion filled destiny
And when it comes down to
The matter of facts
We survive loves storms
And patch every crack.