Hurricane Me

I’m a mutable force from mother earth
Inevitable formation from the heat of the south,
But you choose what side you can get,
An addicting fierceness you won’t forget.

Yet craves for the right land of a man to adore,
Uncovered potential to make you hit the floor.
You will be curious as my wind starts to roar,
All attention on me when the clouds start to form,
Drawing you in the magnetic field of my storm.

I’m an extreme monsoon of fantasy and truth…
Is it love or hate for you?
Been known to destroy a obstacle or two,
Choose love…its good for you..

It’s your decision how you want it,
An enchanting love if you invite it,
An infatuating storm if you let it,
An waste of a rush if you try to prevent it,
Handle with care and you’ll crave it,
Severely incorrect if you think you can predict it,
Cross it wrong and you’ll never forget it.
A wrath of the ocean if you try to control it.

Maybe the wrath comes from the void within,
Hollow…the eye in the middle of the fury,
Still a whirlwind of passion to make your world blurry,
If your scared…here I come…better run…hurry.