Hurricane Kisses

Sometimes a thunderstorm
is born in a teacup
all tempest and torment
it never ends well
For the teacup
Every sage has advised us
not to judge others
Why?
Because Love doesn't speak that language
Love raises
the cup of grief to its lips
and drinks sunlight
Love embraces
the hurricane of experience
kisses the cheek
the forehead, the eyes,
never once calculating the final
costs of inevitable bankruptcy
Everywhere you and I met
there was love
and the threat of poverty
You were a thunderstorm
born in a teacup
whose edge I held to my lips
even as it shattered
even as it shattered
even as it shattered
even as it shattered
No one will understand our kiss
You were a thunderstorm
born in a teacup
Everywhere you and I met
there was love
You were a thunderstorm
born in a teacup
Everywhere you and I met
there was love
You were a thunderstorm
born in a teacup
Everywhere you and I met
there was love
No one will understand our kiss



Credits
Writer(s): Priya Tsomo
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