On The Hips of a Hurricane

Nicole Lyons

The Lithium Chronicles

I could love you less
than storms or anything easy
that I have ever done,
but you, my hard love,
I love you as the moon
loves the tides, pulling
and pushing for one minute only,
for you to see that this life,
that our life, could be
extraordinary on the hips
of a hurricane or riding
the shoulders of a tropical storm.
You and I could devastate worlds,
the way we love each other,
churning and bursting inside
winds that will never kiss our lips.
You are my disaster,
and I will wait forever for you
to decide to ravage my shores.

© Nicole Lyons 2018

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Author: Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor and writer for Sudden Denouement, Whisper and the Roar, and Blood Into Ink. Founding member of Indie Blu(e).

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