Stormy Love: A Haiku Poem

The clouds roll on in.

Thunder booms in the distance.

We run for shelter.

Sheltering from rain.

We huddle in a dark place.

The storm passes slow.

We talk through the night.

The storm is gone by morning.

New love blooms in light.

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