*THE STORMCALLER: TRE*

# THE STORMCALLER : TRE The evening wore a widow's veil, The river held its breath. Even the ravens folded quiet, As if in awe of death. She came without a warning, Like perfume before rain. The kind of woman every sinner Prays he'll meet again. She carried night like velvet, She wore silence like a crown. The stars leaned from the heavens Just to watch her lay it down. She said, *"Tell me what you're hiding... You've got thunder in your eyes."* I smiled... *"Only the things lightning Never bothers to disguise."* She placed her hand upon my chest Where old scars learned to sleep, And every promise I had buried Rose softly from the deep. She never asked for forever. She never asked for gold. She only kissed the quiet places I was frightened she might hold. Oh... She knew where storms were born. Not above us... But beneath the skin. She kissed me slow as candle smoke, As soft as falling sin, Till every heartbeat sounded Like a hymn wrapped up in tin. By morning she was moonlight. By noon she was a dream. By twilight she was running Like silver through a stream. Still every room remembers The shape she left behind. Funny how the sweetest ghosts Never leave your mind. Now strangers swear I'm colder. Some say I've turned to steel. But iron only covers What refuses not to feel. The storm was never over. It only learned my name. Now every bolt that finds me Whispers hers the same. So if you hear the thunder Rolling low and deep, Don't wake me from her memory... She's finally taught The lightning How to sleep.