She is gentle as a dormant volcano
Passionate as its eruption
Smooth as its lava floor
Confusing as its dust cloud
She is the calm before the hurricane
Loves like the eye of the storm
Sweeps you away like the gale force wind
Makes you want to kiss a rainbow
She is the still tropical ocean
The wave that propels the surfer
The serge that engulfs the village
She is the peak of the highest mountain
The reason for lack of oxygen
The whistle of the wind
She is
Everything, nothing, most things I want
