The Heated Storm
Ancient storms raging ten thousand years.
Seas that have always turned;
fires that have always burned.
This is how you came into my life.
You held me down,
and stilled me like I wanted you to.
Took my breath,
made me gasp for air.
Now this storm is within my blood-
desperate for you to calm this heat.
Copyright © Greta Veranes-Kitts | Year Posted 2012
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