Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I Am...

I am a storm, raging;
I am a river, flowing;
I am an ocean, tempestuous
crashing upon the shore.

I scream,
I sigh,
I laugh,
I cry.

I pound pavement,
sit in dusty corners,
drink from crystal goblets
with my eyes fixed on the time.

I am a gentle wind
blowing in all directions,
scared of where I'm going,
frightened of where i've been...

yet passion fuels this heart of mine
over and over again.

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