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Waiting for a Storm
I have to admit that I love all kinds of bad weather
Right then it seems that nature and I are in sync forever
Listening to howling winds from my room
It feels like evolution is calling right to my womb
I wish I could feel the power of lightening inside of me
The heat could boil my blood to a stormy read sea
I want to experience the power of a tidal wave
I would let it capture me - my arousal to enslave
I often wonder if you would find my heart under layers of ice
To melt all over you - demanding your soul for a price
I want to feel hard hail drumming down on my skin
Commanding me to open up and letting you in
I long to be manipulated by a strong abundant storm
Riding the waves with you - free form
I want to be on fire by a year long drought
So we can be ablaze together until our passion burns out
© 2011
poem
by
Kristina Louisa Carr
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