Yesterday he gave me that look.
He furrowed his brow with deep concern
To tell me how proud he was
Of me.

Yesterday he drunkenly hugged me
And when I pulled away
He grabbed me again
And whispered,

"I'm not done with you yet."

Yesterday I wished he would be
Done with me yet.
But only just
Yesterday.

i want a love that captures me like a hurricane
one that is all-consuming

so i can't tell where you end
and where i begin

so that the beating of our hearts
is as loud as the thunder around us

i don't want to just be swept off my feet
i want to be swept away
completely

and when the storm passes we will be left
ragged and torn
completely wrecked by one another

if i have to fall in love
i want it to be like a hurricane
memorable and shattering