Saturday, March 27, 2010

My Personal Storm

Incomplete

Nestled within

Arms of the

Storm you create

Inside me

I’m lost

At Sea

Inside you


You

My personal storm

Yet still

My beacon

My light

I seek and

I cling to you

With life and limb

My salvation

Waiting and

Hoping

For the next wave

Drowning

While you

Rescue me

I breathe

2 comments:

  1. There you go. Breath, light, hope. Nicely written. ox

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  2. Don't breathe underwater. ;)

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