tagNon-Erotic PoetryWild Is The Wind

Wild Is The Wind


Rain falls at a furious slant, when the wind blows.
Survival on the high seas, scant, when the wind blows.

Sleep ruptured; insomniac fret tossed to and fro.
Banshees shriek, in nocturnal rant, when the wind blows.

Your cries speak my name in the still darkness of night.
Wetness, feverish kisses plant, when the wind blows.

Speak low when you speak of love; join body and soul.
Steady breath, heightening to pant, when the wind blows.

Sweet refuge from the storm, in amorous delight.
Haven, an open heart does grant, when the wind blows.

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