Beneath the Love Summer Storm



In the sultry summer eve, the stormy winds caress,

Their touch upon my skin, a tender, sweet finesse.

Echoes of your embrace, a balm for my soul,

Each embrace, a sanctuary, making me feel whole.


Lost in the gusts, I ponder where they roam,

Yet in my heart, I know, you're my true home.

With every gust, I feel your presence near,

A love so strong, dispelling every fear.


As raindrops fall, a symphony above,

We dance beneath the heavens, bound by love.

Though miles apart, our spirits intertwined,

In the downpour's embrace, our souls aligned.


Each raindrop a kiss, upon our lips it lands,

A silent exchange, as our love expands.

Though breaths not shared, our hearts beat as one,

In nature's embrace, our journey's begun.


Let the storm rage on, its fury we'll defy,

For in each other's arms, our love will never die.

Through wind and rain, united we remain,

In a dance of love, under heaven's reign.


In the gentle patter of the rain upon the earth,

We find a rhythm, a melody of rebirth.

A harmony of souls, entwined in this embrace,

As nature's symphony plays, we find our grace.


With every lightning flash, a spark ignites within,

A reminder of the passion that binds us, akin.

In the thunder's roar, our hearts beat as one,

In the tempest's fury, our love is never undone.


So let the storm rage on, its power we'll defy,

For in the depths of our love, we'll always fly.

Through every tempest, we'll weather the strife,

Bound together in the symphony of life.


In the aftermath, as the storm clouds part,

We'll stand together, with love as our art.

For in the stormy winds and the pouring rain,

Our love endures, unyielding, without refrain.


© Niloy Shouvic Roy

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