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loving a hurricane


I am an ocean

I am rough and wild and relentless

Brutal

You do not treat me as if I am

Delicate

Sea foam spun by the quells of love

You look at me

At the beautiful chaos that is rushing from my very core

And you see the untamable beast in my head

You see the sharks teeth

and the current that will drown you and swallow you whole

But still you hold me

Through the rain and the waves

For in me you see the quiet resolution of the tide upon the shore

The serenity that comes only after the most savage onslaught

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