The Storm
By grumpy3445
At first, I feel like I am stepping into a small pool my feelings are barely noticeable, just a hint in my psyche then, like a strong current, I am quickly swept in the feelings envelope me, washing through me but I can still fight them, break free yet I don't I relish the emotions, savoring them and I am swept further out to sea where the waves are stronger, overpowering like the edge of a hurricane into this maelstrom, I just sink, out of control in this storm, I cling to you, lost, somehow, I find you in this squall and together, we create and survive this storm we learn together to quiet the waves, but enjoy the water swimming in the slower currents, loving in the ripples lost to ourselves, but found together Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 05:37 AM PST 17 • 0 • 8
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"At first, I feel like I am stepping into a small pool..."