nightly storm

Sat, 06/21/2014 - 14:06 -- tajcrf


It's 3am and I'm starting to wonder

if this storm is outside my window

or inside of my chest because I

miss the thunder of your breath

against my neck and the way your 

fingers pour into me



poem I wrote about missing my long-distance girlfriend.

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