You stood there
wearing your hurricane dress.
And all that swept across my mind
was how the gale would clash our bodies together.
After-party, the people were firmly rooted
bored, long-winded.
You were in the bathroom stall on the second floor
blowing me away,
blowing me in gusts
and launching a chilling breeze
down my spine.
Years later, the sweet tunes
clanged by the wind chimes
reminded me of you
wearing your hurricane dress
leaving me breathless.
Before you stormed off.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 1:23 PM UTC
You stood there
wearing your hurricane dress.
And all that swept across my mind
was how the gale would clash our bodies together.
After-party, the people were firmly rooted
bored, long-winded.
You were in the bathroom stall on the second floor
blowing me away,
blowing me in gusts
and launching a chilling breeze
down my spine.
Years later, the sweet tunes
clanged by the wind chimes
reminded me of you
wearing your hurricane dress
leaving me breathless.
Before you stormed off.
