The Perfect Storm

Behind her brown eyes,

Brewed the perfect storm.

One worth testing the waters,

And getting caught in the rain.

So when her sea settled,

And the sky was clear,

While the sun blazed bright.

Her view would be the perfect picture,

For a breath taking memory.

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