No you weren't a hurricane,
You didn't blow me off my feet
You were a soft summers rain,
That graced me gently with your presence
You were sunlight streaming through my window
Kissing my features
You were the calmest of breezes,
Grazing my skin ever so slightly
You didn't sweep me off my feet,
But instead made sure I could stand again,
with you by my side
YOU ARE READING
Ineffable moments
PoetryA bunch of words floating around my head that somehow came to make a modicum of sense
