She was a beautiful, destructive mess,
the way she danced with the water
and the crash of her laughter
wave upon wave and mass destruction
She spread her arms wide and spun under the rain
droplets collected in a small puddle on her chest
The water was strewn over her skin
and she smiled beneath the downfall
I loved her, and I loved that I was her rain
a small drizzle
and a hurricane
together
Together we create a marvelous disaster
Crash Together
By Grace Peterson
Evolution: An Anthology