You leave me feeling so empty
You’re the sun burn upon my heart
Heat comes together with the cold
Storm clouds build
churning up the calm I had
Raindrops from my soul
Moon falls
turning to dust
leaving me feeling so alone
as you follow the storm
Love like the spring
must mix with the storms
Heat of our love turns cold
A turbulence occurs
We spin and leave behind
destruction...hearts are torn
Our lives devastated in the wind
spinning round the life we had
Premiums paid up on heart-break insurance, build her back, Dale...thunder and lightning is when thunderbird speaks, the beating of the wings and the flapping of the beak in Native American legend is said to cause Spring Storms...be well, Dale...Blessed Be.
Dale...as usual...very very powerful write from you my friend...its so good to read you yet again after a long hiatus...am happy...love n luck....BHUWAN!!!!
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must mix with the storms
Often the way of love, and life.
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
Eileen
Love Tinka
This one is powerful: you capture the turmoil perfectly. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Our turn AGAIN for Spring storms tomorrow...pray for Karen and me??