Tornadic
©2012, Olan L. Smith
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You intensify my zeal for life,
When we first met you offered me variety
You piqued my consciousness with curiosity,
Unknowing acceptance would spring forth strife,
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Collateral damage to those who
Dare near our collision;
We’re two forces diverse, a dominant attraction
Of northern and southern winds that blow
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Desire, and scorching humidity hoists your sarong
And in a vortex of passion we are spun
Counterclockwise, a brutal gust whistles a song,
“Whirlwind on the Run.”
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A peril to all who approach
But we are thus entwined knowing only
Our love and inner needs to henceforth be solely
One, which no others dare defy or broach.
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Journey Home
PoetryJourney Home c.2013, Olan L. Smith Journey Home is a collection of poems that is a personal search for my spiritual home. I go about this search with the tools of poetry using the English language as my map. Love, peace and freedom, Olan L. Smith
