Maelstrom

 
my storm can't be controlled
it is a wild tsunami of feeling  
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
 
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation  
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
 
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
 
coming together as one on the aether
we brought him to being
his name is Maelstrom  
his eyes like yours, lighting bolts
 
our passions culminated