ThunderstormsA Poem by ToriStorms that burn with passionate rage, hold nothing less than a useless cage.
Being in love with you,
is like that feeling right before a storm.
Even with the dark, menacing clouds
My spirits cannot be torn.
Even with destruction so close,
and staring me in the face,
I just can't help but crave,
that horrific embrace.
It feels as if the lightning struck me,
every atom in me fully charged,
Where I should be crying,
I'm standing firm and hard.
The love you give me,
may make others mourn,
but I only get this kind of power,
in your raging storm.
It's like a sudden rush,
I feel I could run forever,
No matter what you throw at me,
I'll never stop. Never.
Your wind twisting through my hair,
I feel as if I'm flying.
And In a way I know will,
As long as I keep trying.
The world zooms past me in a blur,
I can't see where I'm going.
I am only aware of your love,
and the excitment you are blowing.
My dear,
If you are a simple storm,
ready to unleash your fury,
ready to make me worn.
I'll stand tall through everything,
the darkness keeping me cloaked.
If you're a mercieless storm,
then I'm ready to be soaked.
I'll dance and splash,
in your rain.
No matter what you do,
you could never bring me pain.
I'm ready to scream with your thunder,
and run with your wind,
hoping that this stormy night
will never ever end.
© 2009 ToriReviews
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Added on August 26, 2009AuthorToriA little town where the dead come out to play, GAAboutDon't click here! Alright, Hello Everybody! Um I love to read, write, and draw and I hope to become a artist or graphic designer. I also Hope to become and Author and open my own Tattoo Parlor one.. more..Writing
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