Midnight storms

by miracle   Mar 28, 2008


When it rains invisible fingers trace every inch of me.
feelings of being complete.
the booming thunder is the is the undeniable craving of wanting to meet.
lighting the beautiful light that tears through the sky are the the uncontrollable pleasures bolting through me i cant hide.
rain hitting hard on the pavement as you and i collide.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Stephanie Michelle

    Amazing. Brilliant. Captivating. . . This piece is definitely going into my favourites.

    AMAZING JOB!

  • 15 years ago

    by emo angel

    I love the metaphors in this poem!
    well done! =]

  • 15 years ago

    by Jes Miller

    Hey nice poem...

  • 15 years ago

    by Nic

    Hey
    this is realy good
    great job hunn
    5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by desiring love

    Good poem!