Thunderstorm

I crave a

thunder in my bones

lightning in my veins,

rain in my heart,

fire in my lungs,

ice on my lips,

sunshine on my skin,

midnight in my soul,

kind of love.

I want to feel every

emotion,

reaction,

touch,

caress,

pull,

pulse,

cut,

break,

bandage,

bond.

I want a love so intense

its both intimidating

and exhilarating,

all in one touch.

I want genuine,

imperfectly perfect.

Oh, how I crave a love like

a thunderstorm.

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