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Your curvaceous form approaches from afar, A billowing, pillowing thunderhead of mystery and grace, Dark and intimidating with your leisurely pace, Streaks of lightning announce your presence and attitude; I anticipate your arrival, your striking profile holds me spellbound. Impatient with stalking, you pounce, suddenly And overwhelming, your passion rages free. The sun is eclipsed by your writhing clouds, you're all I see: A temptress of whipping winds, flashing floods, curtains of rain, In the rush I am anchored while effectively blown away. How desperate I am to reach the calm or your eye, As others sit content to wait out the storm in