Tornado-watching? Wasn't really.
Smacked in the face with this whirlwind air.
Love the air. Refreshed by it. Addicted to it.
Stay still. Let's not go anywhere.
You. Me. This life we lead...
Unreal for a while. Now real.
Remain at the bay with me.
Throw the lures around with me.
Even though I've already caught the catch of the day.
Forbidden Fruit.
Secret life. Off the beaten path.
Breaking societys' rules. Each rule. Every rule.
My smile grows wider with each broken guideline.
Your smile gets bigger too.
Who knew?
Forever is no longer scary to me.
Caught up in this storm. Love the storm air.
Just hold my hand as we jump the tornados.
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I really liked this one. You are a natural poet. Try shooting photos to connect with specific pieces you are writing so that you are ready when you put together your book.
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