Inside of my head,
There's a hurricane.
It sweeps around
And breaks all the coffins
I had made for our memories.
It goes around my head and flashes,
With the light of your eyes.
It groans and blows with destructive odour of your perfume.
The power goes out
And leaves me ruined,
Floating in a blackout.
After a hurricane,
Comes a rainbow.
But after you, my classic lover,
All I can see is black and white.
February 13th.
YOU ARE READING
Chaos
PoetryIn the middle of my chaos, there was you. This book, lets you inside of my mind, inside of my soul, and together, we can feel again. #201 in poetry
