by Shona Klocke

Created on: August 28, 2008

Fierce gusts swirl and shake the canvas walls
In a fight this stormy tempest would win
But tonight I don't care how much rain falls
Warmly wrapped in soft furs and musky skin

The night is as cold as your arms are warm
Under the dark and cloud-swept winter skies
Musical lust will not our friends inform
The wind steals our bacchanalian cries

Hiding from the world and the weather
Delicately entwined around your form
For just tonight we can stay together
Keep me protected from the winter storm

Two illicit lovers to you confide
They shared the passion of the storm outside

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