Days
Days when we were fire
Days when we were frozen flakes
Hot blood to the heart days
Days when veins were clogged with ice
I only fear not knowing what kind today will be.
'gain.
… Her affection was lightning striking the volcano
Lava chasing after the flood
Said she liked how “I loved her quiet, while she loved back like
a raging storm”
How we made beauty and chaos feel like the norm
She roped tornadoes with her bed linen
Whispered hurricanes into her pillows
Every night she drank rivers and lakes
To replace the waterfalls she shed the day before
Evenings, I lit one, hit one,
Bit one, fit one more in
Just one more 'gain…
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