Midnight Storm

Blue- white light filled the room,

then darkness,

a bass drum beat loudly in the distance,

as black skies and stale, warm air

was chased away by a cold gust,

that bent branches,

and scratched at the windows,

howling to get in,

and rain beat on the fragile roof,

as the storm rolled overhead,

but your feet found mine in the dark,

reminding me I was not alone in the storm.

©annettealaine2016

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