weather

May 23, 2010
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
A partially cloudy day.
The feeling that turns inside of me,
Like a summer rain,
Or a winter sun.

I despise her stupid laugh,
So let the quake destroy
The hurricane eat and
The lightning roar

But I hate it when he kisses her.
So let the rays shine
The flowers bloom
And the warmth settle.

But as soon as summer comes.
I feel like winter,
Because I remember all the rain she brought.

A chance? Or was it two or maybe three?
Only she was mother nature then,
And the weather was me.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback