My Love

You’re a tornado

You’re an avalanche, an abyss

You’re an angel, your demon, and you’re a beast

You’re worse

Your fan from bottomless

You are a violet flow of water from the mountains

It’s a war!

You’re crazy, cunning,

You’re clumsy, your night-stormy

You are alone

That’s what you need and so is not available

You love that lives on the tip of eyelashes