One day, you're hot
like sunspots,
the next, you're cold
like frozen dewdrops.
I am blown away
by your kindness
& generosity,
blinded by your ferocity
& enamored
with your brilliance.
You're never lukewarm
nor moderate,
you're the perfect storm
touching my heart,
that I love so much.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 12:21 PM UTC
One day, you're hot
like sunspots,
the next, you're cold
like frozen dewdrops.
I am blown away
by your kindness
& generosity,
blinded by your ferocity
& enamored
with your brilliance.
You're never lukewarm
nor moderate,
you're the perfect storm
touching my heart,
that I love so much.
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