Storms

You raise storms beneath my skin
Each heartbeat a thunderclap,
But your green eyes are akin
To a soft breeze on my lap.

As your words rain on my ears,
Drowning worlds within my mind,
So the darkness disappears,
Leaving my heart’s dusk behind.

Lightning teeth between your lips
Flash a smile in my soul’s night.
But it ends like an eclipse,
Leaving me in shadow’s light.

And then like a passing gale,
You are just a memory.
And the days seem dry and stale,
And I am but Gregory.

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