Sunday, September 4, 2016

approaching storm

the hurricane
of her,
the blue wind of her life
blowing
in.
rattling my
doors
and shutters.
how she brings the rain,
the lightning,
makes the lights
blink.
she's a warm front
moving in,
a churning sea
on my radar, a typhoon
about to land
and take
me with her.

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