Purple black bruised skies
I see you throbbing
‘For who?‘
‘From what?‘
Bring up the storm
Whip up the wind
Let it howl
Let it rain
Let me catch the broken pieces
I hold no shade
no umbrella over me
come pour
I will catch
the littlest drops of you
with the whole of me
Don’t worry about the cold
You and me
can strike up
a firebolt
Let it howl
MindWraith 
Nicely penned 👌💟
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Thank you ❤ ^-^
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Amazing poetry. I really like it.
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Than you ❤
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Love this poem, thanks for stopping by me blog, it helped me to find yours. Lovely poetry.
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Thank you! I’m glad you dropped by ❤
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Beautifully written. Vivid words raising fierce expression. Kudos
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