storm
Promise
When life closes in all around me
you are the light that enfolds me
sheltering me in your radiant warmth
cocooning me safely from each passing storm
fulfilling the vows of our promise day
to love each for ever, always
© ceenoa
11 Years On
Storm
before the storm the air grows still
the light dims as the clouds gather
the rain drifts like lace curtains
fat drops gather on the edge of the leaves
the clean smell of wet dirt
thunder rumbles
the storm moves further on
Written for the Gargleblaster Challenge in 42 words: Why Do Birds Suddenly Appear
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