You’re a tornado
You’re an avalanche, an abyss
You’re an angel, your demon, and you’re a beast
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
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Poet's note: it is a work about love ... wild, mad, burning love
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