Storm Clouds

Storm clouds.

The lightning flashes in blue pools
Illuminating your fierce glare.
It snaps and cracks in untamed fury,
Flashing from your screaming lips.

The storm clouds wrap around the
Brooding caves, blocking out the
Winds of love. Your sullen tempest
Blinds the mind's reasoning.

The thunder roars from the abyss,
Blasting through the gentle breeze,
Knocking aside all signs of peace.
The ravine widens with every storm.

The clouds have parted and permitted
A few rays to smile upon the broken land.
But in the raging struggle you have made
We have been eternally torn apart.

All that is left is shattered, cold and broken.