In the center of your calm

A midsummer Louisiana rain fell on a hot tin roof

The steam drew away - by a shearing wind that blew

 

The thunder growled - as the banshee howled

The dancing rain pounded and groomed the ground

 

And we lay together

In the center of your calm

 

While I lay, quieted in the shelter of your calm

The storm rages on

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