sarahkatharine

out where the stones lay like bones by the ocean.
out where the waves crash contempt on the land.
someone was trembling for fear of the tempest.
somebody silently reached for their hand.
said, understand that if you’re cold i’ll keep you warm,
and besides, there’s so much beauty in a storm.
so come down with me to the shore
and what’s more, i adore you.

so tell me, what is there to fear?
you think some seraph up above is trying to rob us of our love?
because the sky’s not clear?
my dear, you know there’s not.
now listen to the rain upon the rooftop.

but, the wind picked up.