The Storm. in Poetry by Me
- Sept. 14, 2015, 6:55 a.m.
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Love is like a storm
Sometimes you can hear it rumble
From miles away
You know it’s coming
And there’s nothing you can do about it
Other times it strikes
Like lightning
Suddenly and unexpectedly
Electrifying
Your entire body
Either way
Love rains down upon you
And cleanses your heart
Of all the pain of the past
Last updated September 14, 2015
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The Guardian ⋅ September 14, 2015