Storm the ramparts, me lovely!
Storm them with storms of kisses!
Cause luscious storms within my sanctuary.
Rage and storm shall I, protesting your advances,
then yield in the storm surge of my turmoil’d heart.
When all storming has subsided,
blow up another storm!
It’s another Quadrille night at dVerse Poets Pub, and we are being asked to include the word… uh, wait… lessee! Oh, you figure it out!
Life in Portofino 
Ha! We’ll I’m not sure you got the word in there enough times, Charley. Otherwise, perfection. 🙂
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I tried, but “storm” forty-four times just didn’t sing.
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that would rather singe than sing
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Yes, sir!
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HA! You posted the song that was in my mind when I sidled up to the bar and ordered. Perfect! As for you poem, it is rather breath-takingly hot! Zowie!
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Maybe I should have posted a parental advisory. Glad you enjoyed! (And, yes, I laughed when I read your post!)
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Storm after storm. The only reason for a storm to subside is to start another one.
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This is true!
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A steamy storm, I think, leading to steamy stormification?
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Hmmm. Is that a word? I’m a former Meteorologist, and I don’t remember… well, I don’t remember much at times… so maybe it is! Glad I steamed your glasses! 🙂
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IT ought to be a word 😊
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You’ve certainly not stinted with that word… although maybe a hard rock picture would have been more suitable! Headbanging and all that?
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Rock you like a hurricane? I can never catch the words to that song. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it!
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“…turmoil’d heart…”. Great phrase and use of turmoil!
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Thank you! We write what we most deeply feel.
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I do like to immerse myself in yet another storm
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From one storm bringer to another… thank you!
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I like this line: “luscious storms within my sanctuary”
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Thank you! Just making the words dance and sing is all.
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Shiver me timbers, what a storm. Obviously much enjoyed!
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I’m glad it brought enjoyment!
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Sure, make another one ~ Love all the storms in your poems ~
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Thank you!
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Aaaiyyyiiiyaaa 😀 what a glorious storm!❤️
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Thank you! Glad you enjoyed my poem.
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I’m kind of going to echo your comment on my Quadrille. This is so bluesy and Claptonesque. I think you should try to sell the lyrics. Yes, and hot.
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More Beth Hart… Your heart is as black as night. Growwwllll!!!
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Great, a storm on every line.
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Yeah, but who’s counting! 🙂 Glad it worked!
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stormy times indeed!!!
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Yes, indeed! And that can be a good thing!
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Hmmm…Sizzling storm 🙂
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Yes. The only way a storm should be.
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You had fun and so did we reading!
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From the first line to the last — the perfect storm is a ragin’.
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Thank you! I strive for art, but perfection is a good thing, too! 🙂
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These storms seem very sensual indeed! Those are the nice storms 😉
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Yes. They clear the air nicely!
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