Degenerates

Degenerates

A Poem by Natalia Queen

I sit here watching the hurricane hurl itself inevitably closer,
And I can't help but to think about you.
And similar to the tropical storm,
You break down my walls and flood them with your love.
I'm prancing in the rain, soaking wet, I can't help but think about how you persuade me to feel
So free.
All I know is that you love me for me.

© 2022 Natalia Queen


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Added on October 3, 2022
Last Updated on October 3, 2022

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