maybe if the storm ever ended, she would come home
the final drops of rain never seemed to come
as i listened to the howling of the wind i imagined everything i ever wanted
grass wet from the morning dew tickling my feet
the sunshine warming my face
all i ever wanted was for the storm to end
all i ever wanted was to sniff the fresh smell that lingered in the cold air
after the last drops of rain fell
all i ever wanted was to breathe in the clean air
all i ever wanted was to be able to dream
maybe it was impossiblebut as impossible as it might seem
i waited and waited hoping the storm would pass
and i would see the rainbow of my dreams
the wind chilled my spine
frozed my body right up to the last vein
i held me breath,
hoping to make this moment last
as i pressed my nose to the glass pane,
my breath fogged up the glass
blocking my vision of the woman i would probably never see again
tears slipped down the curves of my face as i furiously rubbed away the thin mist
but i was too lateshe was gone...probably to some land i would never find
her hair was of the purest white
her face a mystery
there was something behind her eyes
that seemed to stare right down into the deepest secrets of my heart.
she seemed like an old fairytale
that had stepped right into the disaster of the present
she looked so strong yet too fragile to touch
just one touch and she might disappearshe might become just a white cloud of mist
it seemed like somebody that could keep you alive even in the deepest torments
and yet she looked like the cause of deaths
somebody who could disappear with the wind
and return with fire in her eyes
"life on fire"
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