The feverous passion of a stormy night
Your unshaven cheek brushing mine
In the crackling black tempestuous air, I fall into you
Spiraling into this cherished place, nirvana that is ours alone
Where the air is thick and ripe with the essence of our love
And in the flickering candlelight, a storm rages as our souls unite
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Linda Lee Lyberg is an author, poet, wife, and mother. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years and her dog, Ricky Bobby who loves to go real fast. She writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. Several of her works have appeared in various anthologies and online literary magazines.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and her Amazon Author Page
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Ohh, I love poems with storms – all types! Ha! Bravo!!!
xoxoxo
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Thank you Chuck!
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My pleasure!!!
xoxoxo
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Beautiful! ❤️
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome 😊
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😊
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crackling black tempestuous air… Very electric Linda!
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Thank you Gina.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck!
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Always a pleasure to share your work, Linda!!!
xoxoxo
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Amazing! ❤
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Thanks Penny!
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