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After the Storm Has Passed

Gone is your presence,

But forgotten not is its place in my heart

 

Away from me you flew,

Carried away by the storm

As its troubled winds whispered its lies

With its cool and moist breath

 

Promises of joy and ecstasy

As you spun wildly in its blissful chaos,

Un-mindedly subverted by its illusion of power and beauty

 

But eternal is my love

And forever shall I wait for your return

From the swirling torment that has stolen you away.

 

Resolved is my heart

And hopeful is my demeanor

That you will soon be reborn into my calm sky,

As my patient arms await your intimate embrace