March 28, 2012
By Raven Sisco BRONZE, Saratoga, California
Raven Sisco BRONZE, Saratoga, California
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My eyes alight as if they've caught a spark!
You cross the room to meet me once again
With secret smile that brightens up my dark
And such a touch that bids me not refrain
From loving you when loving means a storm.
O, strike me with your lightning! Now I cry
Your name, compel your scintillating form
To me as we reprise desire and sign.
No wind, no rain, no thunder can erase
The passion flaring deep within our souls.
Together we defy the odds, embrace
The truth: our love, magnetic as the poles.
Your charge converts my bodeful sky to blue
When I receive the lightning love from you.

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