The laws of nature

What has never been
A strong cyclone between
them
A storm to break loose

A brittle weak
bridge
Words leave them stranded and stuck
They shout
to the wind

Unheard they give up
Rain
drenched cats in cold heat
Dodging the
tempest


The wind the keeper
Of
uttered desperate words
Guards their passions
well


Sighs, screams and loud
moans
Trace of their unfulfilled lust
Shakes houses,
bends trees


In lonely
safety
Their unblemished lips grow shut
Dead, deaf to
the wind