We were clouded lovers,
with lightening in our veins
and thunder between our lips,
rolling in raindrops,
nothing between us but a wisp
of darkened sky.
Oh the storms we stirred between us,
silent and smoldering grayed skies,
weeping softly, violent winds
and pelting hail, torrents of downpours
saturating the ground.
I still see storm clouds
when I look in your eyes,
I still feel the lightening
coursing through me,
and I wait for you in the sky,
come make rain with me.
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