weathergirl

i felt you in the south
starting as a whisper
coming from the north
roaring into a frenzy

you came alive
inside me

my fuse was lit
but i never understood
where to explode
all over you

the ache resides
within me

last resting place
of a powder keg
blown out by a gale
from the north

southern skies
undid me

and now the wind blows
toward someone else