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Stormy

She is a storm.  Unleashed; empowered.  She knows her worth and yields it with abandon. Her power is her presence. Her gaze makes men go weak and women hunger for something unnamed.

She walks through life with a tempest on the tip of her tongue.  Her hair is the stormy sea; her eyes, a squall.

Words misspoken. A wish granted. Every step agony. Her price for sharing our world.

A touch from her will bring a man to his knees. He’s left breathless and bloody but would beg for more. Men at sea go mad searching for her.

Her desires send waves crashing and ships run aground. She is born from the raging sea.

She weeps salty tears as she yearns for the watery realm she left behind.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing and Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. Penny is an advocate for Mental Health Awareness and has the page "Mental Health Help" on her blog. She writes about the struggles of mental illnesses and Depression. She is passionate about spreading awareness for Suicide Prevention and Domestic Abuse. She expresses her passion through her writings of poetry and life experiences. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

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