Resolution

Dear Base,

I can see it. 

Coming, slowly on the horizon,

wearing a dress drenched in rain but a smile dripping with love.

 

I can see her.

Coming, slowly on the horizon-

A deep and beautiful storm.

 

I won't stop until I catch her,

I won't stop until I breathe in the scent of her wild heart.

I won't stop until she hits me,

Full force,

and we merge our reckless souls into one.

 

And when we do, will you still be around to see it?

 

Love, Soprano

This poem is about: 
Me

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