he called her a force to be reckoned with:
beautiful and powerful.
she was a storm,
and he could not contain her.
her shout was the roaring waves
pounding on her rocky shores.
her smile was a lightning strike
igniting a dangerous flame.
her touch was the rushing wind
threatening to pull you to the ground.
her words came from a tongue of fire
that burned him, yet he was left aching for more.
but when she talked to him,
it became the eye of the storm that was her.
she smiled with lazy rain,
and her mind was a calming thunder.
she was a storm.
a beautiful, powerful, human storm.
and he could not contain her.
but he never wanted to.
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Another Broken Eternity
Poetrythis is poetry in the sense that everything broken is poetic. a collection of poems about love, betrayal, hope, and broken dreams inspired by milk and honey by rupi kaur. #137 in poetry - 09/15/17 #229 in poetry - 12/25/17 #118 in poetry - 01/13/18...
