A Love Storm
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling
My story begins in rain drops as
I sit by the post in hurting tears.
Remembering the clothe of all the years
I made him smile
And how he made me feel like heavens peace.
I am sitting on crates of wondering thoughts asking
My emotions why I made myself
pack up my suit case of love?
And just ran away.
As the trains of trust will be here soon to cast me away.
Did I leave him in a pond of tears wondering why he couldn’t
Heal me.? I am a storm of hurtful journey and I been through
A few hurricane storms.
See his love was so cotton soft
And his eyes spoke like a forecast
That predicted my life in beauty.
And the sunshine of cloudy days
Was so trusting like a mother
Bringing life marking her
New born in birth marks.
I am weeping in lost
Sanity because I am
Breaking down in river streams of
Beaut. Like he is really so impressive
As I look over the mountains of his heart
And see a ghost of love walking
Towards me. This man he is
The key of highways blues
Snapping the fingers of my heart as
The band of tears is sending me in
Nervous break down as concrete
Sounds. Paying me back in rebounds
Of I should die in self pity
Because when he loved me it was full time. I
Mean he really loved me like
I robbed his thoughts
And I took his ears drums of paying attention and
He spoke about me like a spirit cherishing God and
He took steps of pride and he walked in the name of my love
He will stare in my pond of eyes and just get totally soundless
And not blink.
I mean just listen
Listen,
Listen,
I will shed tears
For indefinite of time
Because I caused a storm
Of denying love
Do you see me trembling a withdrawal
Tell me admiring ears do you
See me shaking as
The lakes of love are breaking
In a hunger draught
He fought for my storms
And he stood in front of a bullet of death
And said I love her dear spirit like
I love my damn self
Just please speak to her heart for me
And tell her I have the table of love
And the waters of a tub
That suds in
Harmony
Like I will break down and fall to my knees
See it’s a storm pouring in my umbrella of mind
Because when he made love to me
I want you to feel
When he stroked me
He worked his hips slow
I mean so slow
I felt his flow of love like I cried like a baby crying lost in a field
Searching for my daddy
He’s a habit to me
Bringing on the field of growing cabbage
I salvaged all I had and packed up my suit case of idiot
And stood in the fool of my pride
And walked on my feet of crazy mad all up inside and walked
Down the streets of you know you want to go back as
I cried in discreet
I mean he loved me like when he massaged my feet .
He put his palms of soul in it
I am a woman of soul and when I sale you my love
Its not worth pennies you pawn shop owner
But do you see I am a woman worth millions on a dollar to gold
He fore told my tale
And so you see I am not for sale for your fan mail
O Lord I miss it
I mean
I miss the way
His finger tips swell every time he knew they where getting close to touching me
Holding me
caressing me
Matting me
In to a melody
Have you even listen to my blues
I am crying out to you
That I lost a love you
See
In a bad darkness called
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