September 22, 2013 § 1 Comment
You are a hot cup of coffee on rainy days,
an ice-cold shower in summer.
You are rain tapping out secret messages on my window,
whispering untold stories of our future
on an island not known to man.
I am going to love you
as fiercely as ocean winds that rip through the clouds,
like tigers’ teeth and bear claws.
Like wolves making midnight wishes
on amber moons
that resonate across the sky
that twinkle like movie star smiles
and shake every last tree
in the forest.