Her Storm
Building from the Southwest air thick and charged with growing electricity Times like this unnerve her… disturb her… causing her to be restless and stalk the storm from room to room Lightning flashes and her hair stands on end making the flesh on her arms crawl causing her to become even more unsettled Thunder booms and rumbles adding to the symphony of the storm until it become unbearable… Lightning strikes splitting sky and air Thunder rattles the entire house Then… Finally… Rain… and oh so sweet Release… © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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