Beautiful disaster

Like a whirlwind she crashes into your heart, bemused and shell shocked in her wake.

A thunder of passion and lightening strikes you without warning, she steals the breath you were to take.

Spinning with her essence, an energy so fierce and yet tempers…swiftly to a calming shore.

Simmering with passion, her presence is fire, both in the throes of love and the act of war.

The arrows mark is strong and true, whilst enthralled in her presence, motionless you stand,

Yearning as you reach for her heart, with an urgency yet futile...for she pulls away her hand.

Her laughter is contagious, consuming your senses, your spirit soars upon her wings.

She’ll drive you mad with her fiery temper yet to tears with the warmth she brings.

She lives in another world where hopes and dreams, and fairy tales really do come true,

Where nightmares rise and fall, yet in darkness, a glorious light will always shine on through.

From the dizziness of delirium, to the depths that drive her endlessly unto despair,

This beautiful disaster, love or hate her, leaves in her wake, a tortured soul laid bare.