This Storm's, Angered Heart. Poem by Michael Gale

This home made kiss that rides the wind...
Springs forth feelings of love, yet not ever, to rescind.
How may i deliver my heart to thee? ...
Can ever your eyes, locate my love for thee?
Storm swept anger imbeds all hate...
Sweeping away our loving state.
Words all angered inflicts wounds to heart...
Forgive me dear, please not, depart.
My words do swear, my love for thee...
Our two hearts forlornly, angered free.
Forgiveness of the heart, does mend ways of old...
Forever our love, be ever so bold.
Inflamed hearts, burn as together...
Eternally the morrow, ' all storms, shall we weather.