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.