Yes love, you’re a tempest, With stormclouds in your chest, lightning between your fingertips, And a laugh that cuts through me like a thunderclap, Rattling the windows of my soul. However, I am an ocean. Rage across me, frenetic. Return to me, becalmed

Yes love, you’re a tempest, With stormclouds in your chest, lightning between your fingertips, And a laugh that cuts through me like a thunderclap, Rattling the windows of my soul. However, I am an ocean. Rage across me, frenetic. Return to me, becalmed

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from: https://aliascquinn.tumblr.com/post/144220353793