your words are thundersnow
to my sunflower hands
your passion is lightning
hammering the wind
i gasp at the intensity of your emotions
as the skyscape darkens, swells
for a moment, i'm iced blue
then melting
i revel in the moment
of storm's ardor
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by De Jackson. This is a 44 word post, with the chosen word, GASP. We had a rare thundersnow last Saturday.
