The Weakness

I think of you
As a thunderstorm at night,
As rainbow on the morning
Of rebirth;
/
I see you
As a blizzard, wild and blind,
And as sharp glitter of fresh snow
Hiding the darkness of the world;
/
I touch you
As I would a masterpiece –
With the warmth
Of my fingertips, solely;
/
I listen to you
As I do to the great
Keeper of time and secrets –
The sea;
/
And I cherish
And detest you
As my only
Weakness

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