Warning!
Her mouth spews thunder while sunken eyes flash brighter than lightning.
Warning!
The fury that stirs within her could tear down houses faster than a twister. Believe me,
no force is strong enough to stop her once the wind picks up.
Warning!
This woman is a perfect storm.
Every time she cries, tears hail from her eyes, so untamed it could drown cities.

But he loves it.
He loves that no amount of restraint can stop her winds from exhuming trees from the earth.
He loves that there are not enough words to subdue the typhoon that envelops her head.
How courageous it is to stand in the eye of the storm showing no signs of fear, even more courageous when you lie with that storm every night.

You see,
I am that tornado ripping a part everything in my path.
I **** the sun out of the sky through a straw that is my own mind and leave nothing left behind but grey.
It is not a noble feat to love me. You do not get praise for standing out in the storm.
I never asked you to wait in the rain.
I never promised you a rainbow.
When you met me I blared my flash flood warning and handed you and umbrella.
I told you that I am like nature,
layered and unpredictable.

So when you come to me,
with a smile on your face saying that you've weathered the storm,
don't say I didn't warn you
when you hear thunder rumbling in the distance.

I want to know you
The way your hand heats my skin
Set me on fire

Brick, by brick, by brick
We build our hearts like small homes
Settle down in mine

Nothing stops him.
He sneaks into my bed at night while
I am asleep and wraps his arms
around me tight.

When I wake there is no relief.
He only clings to me tighter when I try to break free.

But this is the only form of intimacy
I know.
Like an old friend,
I succumb to the power of emptiness.  

I want so desperately to feel
something more.
How can I when he promises
sweet release if I follow him
into the darkness?

It’s only in my suffering
that I am reminded that I am
still painfully
and willingly
alive.

Give me a woven necklace,
to hang around my throat.
You always knew black and blue,
were my favorite colors.