Hurricane Heart

Tortured souls eventually get rest
Tormented minds eventually find peace
Tears dry away
And screams soon turn to laughter.

Hurricane hearts, however, never really get rest
Loving so deep, its disastrous
Loving so hard, its mark is permanent
Loving so wild, it's fire can't be quenched.

The end of its whaling passion 
Leaves one shore then finds another
The only rest being the time between, carrying memories
Before crashing again, still looking, still hoping 

Hurricane hearts love too deep to be made real,
They may not be made for this world
Or is this world might be too young for them
That mystery only adds to the momentum

The entire time in a swell
Uncovered love, incomplete love and torn love
While still looking for more love
Burning to find the love it wants

With a  debacle in its wake
Speeding to nowhere 
and somewhere
at the same time

Fueled by desire and memory
Loss and hope, faith and anger
This Hurricane heart of mine, feels its all
When I look back, at you.


LyeJaye