Aligning my emotions with the focal point of your heart.
I'm a natural disaster waiting to happen.
Harsh words dance on sharp tongues,
Rage, Hate, Passion, Lust.
Something is driving you to the edge
As you slaughter me with simple sentences
That hit just a little to close to home.
I can see your fire burning.
Longing flaots on the oceans in my eyes,
Puckering and bloating in the salt water tears
That drift down porcelain skin,
Caressing the lines of my face.
I can taste it on my lips.
Flash floods,
And forest fires,
Never walk hand in hand.
It seems we can only come together
when nature decides
It can rain on death valley.
Author notes
“Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.” - David Borenstein.
A contest entry
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