Whirlwind Romances Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Gustav and Hanna make one pretty pair
Under age, should anybody care?
Sat a light? In shadows they advance.
The one tracks west the other east by chance
Aims eye, with tidal surges everywhere.
Vain seems love's spin, unmet by moonlight their
Hurry cane crops devastating dance
Awaits two partners more. Eye Ike askance
Now forming off the Leeward Islands, there
Number four consolidates, could scare
Americans this month. Another glance,
Ike, Josephine, await whirlwind romance.