Weathering It Out......................(for Niks)
I told her my passion
moved like clouds
At times gentle
At times gusty
At times racing
beyond my control.
I told her my desires
raged like storms
Intense as hurricanes
Torrential as monsoons
Full of thunder
fierce with lightning.
But now
this drought
this unending and
desparate drought
I feel so drained
so dry.
I miss
the cloudcatcher
I need
the rainmaker
I long
for the gales again.
© 1999, TAJ
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