You walk with storm in your gait
whenever you pass by
Like windswept leaves
my heart rustles
to the sound of your footsteps
You ripple the placid pond
where I dwell
still as a lotus
Sway me against the force
of your wrath
destroy me cell by cell
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You ripple the placid pond where I dwell still as a lotus...wonderful expression