Averted

I thought it would rain, when
Just clouds were passing by.
I thought I was safe, when
The heat was growing high.

Learner I am,
I take the chance.
Suits to me risk,
However less I want.

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The coziness draws,
And the clasps appeal,
Till the snugness stifles,
And impressions dig deep.

It had been long, I guess
Winter to weather warm;
Took two complete couple of moons,
Before the night ended for a dawn.

High winds were the signs,
The rain was to follow suit;
And perhaps their intentions were bleak,
That the storm diverted the route.

We know ’bout weights,
And some for sure are burdensome;
But ‘waits’, I’ve seen for myself,
They do really burden some.