Fervid winds blew all night long—
Insurgent tide
Swamped riverside;
And all the while rain sang her song
While bridges swayed,
Made men afraid.
As morning dawned, the storm grew still,
Yet river’s swell
Remained to tell—
So your love fills me—always will.
October 8, 2017 ~ Amphion
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