It rolls across the sky as a predator searching,
A storm of passion forever lurking.
A destructive force entwined with lust,
It changes all with every gust.
It moves with a hunger one could never feed,
For no one thing sustains its need.
If one is stuck inside its path,
You will wither to its wrath.
A storm rages like an irate beast,
Consuming all in a ravaged feast.
It blows on through leaving nothing whole,
Extinguishing the light within my soul.
This relentless storm of loneliness.
Creates a path of worthlessness.
And now its turned its eyes to you,
There is one thing left for me to do.
I stand in front and throw my arms out wide,
With no fear of death or broken pride.
I take my place to be your shield,
My warrior heart will never yield.
The storm now slams us with a powerful crash,
Your hand in mine we accept the lash.
We are one and we shall win,
Our hearts together will break this wind.
