♡

your warmth floods my face as your finger tips make their way through my hair

this tangled mess that you crave to be within

with a heart so loving, and soul that’s raging

i wonder why i feel like home

you crave the storm, don’t you?

my love..

is it you? — my storm chaser

if you’re meant to capture me,

why are we somehow all the same?

why have we fought the same battles,

felt that same pains

cried similar tears

am i the bolts you’ve been anticipating

wishing and waiting, your true desire

or are my raindrops just the right temperature

do you crave anything calm? trust, i’ll be delighted if not

unless your concept of calm is as distorted as my own,

things like;

watching the flames burn out to recover the damaged pieces

the hazy mornings during a power outage

the slow rain on the tin roof after the house has been shaken for hours

i doubt that could ever be peace to you

you swear you love those mornings,

that the storm put you into a deep sleep

and that seeing the destruction in that field is the start to a beautiful rebirth

i shake between my breaths and close my eyes,

wishing to believe

but what if my unexpected gust of winds become too much

what if they’re often Level 5s, when you can only stand a Level 3

what if i often leave branches on your windshields

paired with debris among the roads that’ll bring you closer to me

what if being the storm chaser you are,

isn’t all that you thought it’d be

and you once again start craving the exact opposite of me

what if they’re listening to the same thing as me

vibing just like i am

tell me about the palpitations of your heart and let me feel you close up around me

nothing compares to your sounds as you praise me for how i make you feel

i love doing the things to you that you’ve never felt

i love giving you that genuine care that almost feels maternal

let me wash your hair and heat your food up because it got cold as you ate at the same pace as me

let me make you cum the second you walk in from work

let me treat you and give you that out of body feeling twice a day like a vitamin, i love when you look drained

hearing you beg and plead, hearing you gasp and giving me directions to love you better

talking about all we did after the trip, talking about how crazy and open our intimacy is, reiterating the things that made our bodies go weak on impact

as we talk through our problems and remind eachother about the life we see together

dreaming of the day when everything falls together

at the right time, at the right place, at the right speed