Tales About Storms Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Of all the fairytales that we've heard
growing up.
have you believed any of them to be
true
Since you've grown up?
Or have you forgotten about them all in
a means
to live? When I am with you there is no
such thing
as a cloudy sky. Regardless of the
many puddles
we pass on our way home. The way
home a celebration
paved in the way that you walk. The
way that you talk.
The storm inside of me has dissipated
by the sun in your smile.
Not out of fear. But out of joy.
Coiled up in what was once rage, now a
release of what can
be defined as love unbridled.
Stretched out and relaxed without a
care in the world.
If you ask me what I believe. I'll tell you.
I am living in a fairytale. The sight of
you living proof
that made me believe again.
Even if this is your sole purpose in my
life.
I am forever grateful to be in your
presence