Monday, April 26, 2010


Your temper ignites
Like a wild fire in a santa ana wind
Blowing across the dry foothills of our life
Devastating all in it’s path
I do not know how to combat the flames
That char my heart when you rage
The burning in your eyes
And gasoline on your tongue
Only you can put it out
As I wait for the rain to calm you
So we can be alive again

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