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A storm is coming
A storm is coming.
The howling winds runs ever faster,
In anticipation of swift raids across world.
The angry waters are restless, senseless,
In their need to unleash their fury up on the shore.
The gathering clouds are marching,
To do battle with the elements of Earth.
A clash of Powers is coming.
Green grasses bow before the escalating winds,
Humbled but not cowered by the encroaching waves,
Indifferent to the hostile clouds.
It shall endure, even on the treacherous sands,
For its legacies shall survive in the echoes of the clash:
When the winds whisper as a soothing breeze;
When the waves lap the shore in reconciliation;
When the clouds baptize the Earth.
In the shadow of friendshipFor the girl in my dream...
When I look up on your face, the world darkens.
When I hear you speak, music fades.
When I walk beside you, reality stills.
When I look into your eyes, time stops.
How I long to know the moisture of your lips on mine,
The silkiness of your hair through my fingers,
The texture of your skin under my hand,
The contour of your body as we create a world
Science with all its dimensions cannot unravel.
How I long to tell you what is on my heart.
Yet every time I step forth from the shadow of our friendship,
There comes a mocking voice,
An accusing question,
An ice blade with acid edge:
What rights can the likes of you claim on such as Her?
Thus I hide in the shadow of our friendship,
Waiting in anguish, hope against hope,
That you would take notice,
And bring me forth into the radiance of your embrace...
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