Waiting for Storms
O, storm where art thou?
Two days awarned by aches
I search the dreary gray skies
For signs of danger
O, storm where art thou?
Hiding and waiting to strike
When I least desire
Your thrashing embrace?
Can you not see I
Cannot abide suspense?
I long for sunlit skies
And pain relief that comes
When heaven's floodgates open.
Two days awarned by aches
I search the dreary gray skies
For signs of danger
O, storm where art thou?
Hiding and waiting to strike
When I least desire
Your thrashing embrace?
Can you not see I
Cannot abide suspense?
I long for sunlit skies
And pain relief that comes
When heaven's floodgates open.
Labels: Tiamat
posted by Tiamat at 4:13 PM
2 Comments:
And, it's interfering with my lawn maintenance schedule as well...
I love storms. Seems like it's been a while since we had a really good lightning storm. I used to get together with a friend of mine and we go down to the beach with a bottle of vodka and sit and watch the lightning over the water. I so miss that.
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