Storm
by: wilmapark_
In the middle of thy placid sea of lethargy,
A guy named Curious comes in the form of jeopardy.
Unbeknownst to thee he is a storm,
Walking and talking in rainbow's form
His voice disguised like the sound of waves,
His words enough to make someone behave
In thy heart he will create a garden,
And thou shall hope it won't be a burden
To someone's face he will bring a smile,
And in your mind he will stay for awhile
Wonder but guide thy heart,
Falter and you'll be hurt
For he is Curious who brings happiness,
And if he leaves thou will feel sadness
Cause he is all of the raging storms
Meant to destroy your thorns
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