We, my love are a natural disaster.
is our meeting fate,
was it destiny...
because I am set ablaze,
I am fire
and you are of the strongest
of winds,
a tornado.
So, tell me how we manage our love.
I am but,
a little flame calmly flickering in the dark,
like a candle one moment
and the next I am,
a forest fire destroying everything.
I burn you, I burn "us" to the ground.
oh, my love you know how to fan my flames.
You are but,
a calm breeze on a partly cloudy day,
The kind of breeze
that one hopes for on a humid day
one moment,
and the next youre a tornado picking me up,
and then tossing me to the ground again and again. so is this fate,
is this destiny,
we are natural disasters
destroying one another and trying to clean up the mess we've made.
some damage cannot be undone unfortunately. How long untill we learn to control
our fire and winds,
will we destroy eachother
until there is nothing left but,
an empty field where there once was a forest, where there once was a home.
My love,
🌪️🏡 we are a natural disaster🔥🌳💞
©meteorite
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