thunderstorm, lighting coursing veins. hurricane, colorful bow rain. — Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

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He is my thunderstorm, the lighting coursing through my veins. I am his hurricane, his colorful bow of rain.

Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

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