The Diary of a Fallen Girl

hurricane lover

I could be your hurricane lover;
A torrent of rain in the midst of a drought,
One-hundred mile winds that could blow your mind down,
A disaster of a girl in which you could drown.

I could be your forest-fire girl,
A scarlet storm that leaves ashes and scars,
And I'll use my forest-fire hands
To leave burns on your heart.

I could be a tornado to you,
Trap you in the path of destruction,
I'll make your head spin;
Make you forget how to function.

I'll be an earthquake at last,
Make your stomach flip and churn,
Teach you how to control the damage,
Because love is never learned.

I'll be your hurricane lover,
The disaster of a girl
Who's kisses are frozen,
And soul could be golden.