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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