There is a storm coming.
'How do you know?
I don't see a cloud in the sky.'
Oh...
You will give it attention,
When it comes.
And that's what I'm trying to avoid.
Before that storm arrives.
Now...
I'll ask you that same question,
Again!
Have you been cheating on me,
With someone else?
I am feeling a tension between us.
And if it's got to be that way,
I can leave before lightening strikes...
And thunder begins to roll in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem