Stormy
I can write again
because of you,
wrapped in pink
downy soft
jasmine fresh
dark curls dripping innocence,
raining in my heart.
The way you look at me
eyes, soft and blue
lighting up the universe
melting my world
rocking my soul,
touching my thunder.
Perfect days
rainy nights
shining moments
caressing clouds
you don’t have to say a word
just look at me and I’ll know,
everything you are
is everything I want,
drowning in your beautiful storm.
© BRIAN GLENN