You’re a force of nature.
I am the city that trembles and falls to your earthquake; you shake my core and leave me breathless -
It’s in the way I shatter and come undone, around the hurricane of you.
The most welcome frenzy; you lift me into the air and spin me.
My mind blown out.
You’re the tsunami that washes me away,
When your weight bears down on me.
My city falls to it every time; I am submerged in your every touch.
Soaking for you.
I am a tree ablaze, bending and crackling to your will.
Your touch leaves scorches on my skin; burning, heating me up on the inside -
I run to dance in you, to fall at the splendour of your storm.
Struck by blinding flashes of your beauty; thunder in my head under my skin.
But I am the volcano, I erupt.
Happy birthday Robert. I wrote this a long time ago, inspired by how your touch leaves a burning feeling under my skin long after it has left, and a roaring in my stomach.