You roared in like a typhoon
a mad hurricane of love
your kisses hot as lightning
striking from above
your passion was a tempest
I was swept up in its force
blew my love-brella inside out
your storm knocked me off my course
now my thoughts are grey and cloudy
my eyes bring steady rain
my heart’s caught in a cold front
you’re bad weather — bringing pain
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
Vivid relationship drama!
Thank you Chrissa. Conjured fiction. 🙂
blew my love-brella inside out – I love this line!
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I love your term “conjured fiction” … may have to steal that one. Nice rhyme scheme, Rob.
Thank you Helen, and feel free to loose the phrase…m:)
Love certainly does that roller coaster ride! Hope all is well with you Rob. Have a good weekend.
All is good, thank you Carrie.
Luv the images. Have a good Sunday.
Happy you dropped by my blog today.
Much????love
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Where can I get a love-brella? Good one, Rob!
Thank you Sara