The only storm

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The only storm I will endure is you,

Now throw my clothing out onto the streets;

Neighbors do often look the other way,

Their kindness warms my heart; You make it leak.

For comfort I should seek my lovers past

To dull my aching bones with Another’s kiss.

Swill wine, while your name scorned on our tongues,

But forced to endure her cross-eyed, bumbling wit.

Will I remember faults of yours possessed?

Highlight in your mouth that errant tooth?

Ponder why your legs are size mismatched;

Guffaw at how you limped your way through youth?

I’d rather bear your torrent tempest rails;

The faults you have seem small compared with whales.

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