Natural Disaster

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Like waves of the ocean
my hands rages through your skin

You hair looked like thunder clouds
i felt the lightning from your eyes

Your breath on my neck leads up to
the hurricanes on our lips

The tidal floods came rushing in and I thought to myself

How will I ever escape this disaster

That was bound to happen

So naturally

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