I have always been a storm,
dark and strong and deep
and intense
brief but overwhelming
destroying the peaceful quietness
of a bright star
lightning up the world.

I turned the sun into
a crown of grayness
until you came to me,
gentle like the wind of spring
soft like the sweet,
calm, sea breeze

And my heart,
fluttering and dancing,
found that magic, romantic summer
that the storm had darkened,
burying the light of my eyes.

I have never been a calm blue sea,
but the waves inside my chest
started moving with a different
kind of glory,
trying to resemble to you.

That’s how the universe moves, my love,
that’s how I get to look up at the sky.
I think of you,
I dream of you,
I write of you,
and I can’t do anything, sweetheart,
but love you.