Storm Chaser

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Missing Him

I heard the warning siren

That you were near,

Ready to blow through me

Like a whirlwind of love.



As quickly as you appeared

You were gone, winds folding

Back into each other,

The clouds sucking you in.



You were here for only

A short time, but you left me

Destroyed though jealous of

Where you would go next.



So I tracked you down,

Begging you to take me away

Rather than leaving me with

The debris of a broken heart.

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