dark and stormy

there's a place for us
to go together when we choose
both serene as your night
and turbulent as my dawn
dark with the scent of your skin
stormy as two forces merge into one

there's a light which shines
not as we look away
but when we turn facing
expressing that which can not be contained
in porcelain and wrinkles
exposed as two forces merge into one

you are the night to my storm
quelled by only a look
illuminated in cloud burst
we falter as one together in the dark
amid a storm of our own making
perfect as two forces merge into one