Clouds of frustration
create a deep fog,
torrential rain of anger,
roaring wind of sorrow,
brief flashes of lust.

You stand in the eye,
surrounding yourself
in love's calm,
knowing the worst
is yet to come.

The winds shift.
You stand naked
in my hurricane.

Your eyes lock with mine,
The fog obscures
both our sights.
Cold winds make
you more vulnerable to
the anger stinging you.
The freezing rain
pelts your soul.
The lust lights your eye
for just a moment,
blinding, distracting,
still, now, it is just
another dangerous aspect.

You open your mouth,
beginning to speak.
Suddenly, the sky clears,
the rain shifts away,
the wind dying
to barely a breath.

Awestruck, I realize
it was not my love,
surrounding you
as you stood
in the eye.

It was your love
calming my storm,
No matter how briefly,
so we may find
each other.

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