Hurricane Girls 

​I could have came into your life as a natural disaster;

I heard hurricanes were females, 

And the boys behaved like  tornadoes. 

I was too late for the tsunami, 

but too early for the earthquakes. 

I came to you 

as typical as the sunsets

but far less beautiful. 

And still, 

You felt my breezes, 

welcomed me into your arms,

and loved me in the palm of your hands. 

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