our love is like the wind and rain
blowing back and forth
letting it pour
and when you're dry
you wonder if it was worth going out for
showers, waiting in it for those long hours
turning sour
glowing beauty like my favourite flowers
but the wet doesn't bother me
because this storm is ours
perfectly ours
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoetryHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh
