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Cloud
2 August, 2018
Author: Mental

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There was a certain cloud
That did not dim my day
But she struck me like lightening
In the middle of march before the tragic may.
Her storm entered like a hurricane
Her eyes sparkled the moon
And her kiss was a refreshing rain.
The Tucson night was cool
And the desert was storming
You were sixteen, I was fifteen
And to think about it is so heartwarming.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Meri (173.94.251.136) -- Thursday, August 23 2018, 12:54 am

I can't help but think

that this is about love, a newborn, life and death

Great poem Mental.
mental (172.56.4.182) -- Thursday, August 23 2018, 01:49 am

to meri

Actually cloud was a girls name. My first kiss March 17 1984.
Meri (173.94.251.136) -- Thursday, August 23 2018, 03:59 am

oh wow

And you know I can't resist saying awww.

My bad. Thank you.
mental (172.58.153.95) -- Thursday, August 23 2018, 04:22 am

to meri

you are welcome. no problem, happy to explain
 
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