Stormy seas

Stormy seas –

the night is dark

when you look for me.

                        (a lullaby whispers

                         through the trees)

Thunder caves

the storm around

my neck like a cable

                        (a letter remains unopened

                         on the coffee table)

Lightning is a spark;

the electricity shoots through

my heart like a dart.

                        (the music speaks to a

                         single candle in the dark)

Thunder and lightning fold

together as one as

the storm grows old.

                        (soft, soft, soft, a

                         blanket in the cold)

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198 11/12/02; 11/14/02

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