I swayed gently in your breeze;
Twirled in a waltz in your arms.
And when you turned into a gust,
I spun in tango in your clutch.
As you mutated into a gale,
Strokes of salsa made me faint.
Storm’s crescendo led to our union;
And left ruins of mine there forever.
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