Rushing into the storm,
sirens wailing a passionate refrain.
a pole’s power,
Roman candle sparks beckoning her desire.
his hand to her cheek,
his lips to her lips in an electrical kiss.
charging a city,
charging a passion in the storm’s eye.
©September 2017, September 2020
Christina Anne Hawthorne
About Christina Anne Hawthorne
Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.