Willa

The windows rattled but I was not shook; Your strong arms, my protection. Reminded of your house's strong foundation; I settled in to the kiss of rain's affection. As the waves crashed in this Cabo Corrientes cove, We found our own native rhythm. Skin to skin we crackled; Was it the lightning or him? You … Continue reading Willa

A Storm Rises

A storm rises From the raging sea; Are they aware of the crackling in the air, Or are they only aware of the electricity between them? Waves crash against the sand, But they do not drown; In water. ~Just L (March 2, 2017)