the storm rages
outside, she runs
spinning in the downpour
dancing in the rain
pure bliss, she thinks
the storm rages
inside, she stays
face pressed against the window
sipping a cup of cocoa
pure bliss, she tastes
the storm rages
inside, she goes
picking up her guitar
strumming away
pure bliss, she sings
the storm rages
outside, she sits
absorbing the smell
soaking up the heavens
pure bliss, she feels
the storm rages
pure bliss, she thinks
written for @Ecatlover 's "emotions" poetry contest
YOU ARE READING
Fleeting Thoughts
Poesiai cannot grasp them so i write them down /intended lowercase/
