This one was published online shortly after I wrote it in 2001.
Thunderstorm
by Cyndilu
So frightening to a child
So exciting to a woman
I used to run to my mother's arms
Now I run to yours.
No longer hiding under covers
I stand on the porch
Your chin resting on my head
Safe in the arms of love.
Crash of thunder
Flash of lightening
Electricity is in the air
Is it the storm... Or is it you?
There is no rhyme or reason to this, just whatever happens to cross my mind.
this is lovely..relate to it and nicely done.
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