Poetry: Weather It Would

Poetry Weather It Would

Would this kiss feel as warm
During a frigid winter storm
Or my touch still feel soft
As windy snows rage aloft.

Could our embrace induce magic
As a thunderstorm creates havoc
Or your loving seem as sweet
Under torrential freezing sleet.

Would a whisper my sadness bury
While a tornado swirls in fury
Or this love remain the same
In the throes of a hurricane.

They would be void of such strife
As long as my love shares her life
Or I should die while in my pity
Because the weather is within me.

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