EVERLASTING STORM

(For PariJuste)

when i am light-blinded

by your brilliance

(streaks and flashes

through myriad purple hues)

yet i am denied

your guiding touch

(counting the miles

how far away)

a demanding passion

builds in me

(as low, distant rumbles

rock in echoes)

making me want you

all the more

(and i am shaken

endlessly to my core)

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