Catalyst

CheeksCheeks Posts: 151
edited April 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I wash myself in rain drops,
wipe away the day's desire,
running waters cold against
a spirit still on fire.

A catalyst unknown in mind,
a reaction yet to pass,
everlasting lightening strikes
that turn the sands to glass.

Unwittingly love brews a storm,
its power felt in thunder,
a boom that echoes in my heart;
it pounds in waves of wonder.
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Comments

  • FUCK!!!!!! Being the catalysst to everyone else's epiphany! I want my own epiphany! How much is one soul supposed to take.
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