Poems for MySpace

He holds my hand
Because he knows I’m afraid
Of ruining what we have
He tells me not to worry
Because nothing could ruin us
But I disagree
And tell him
That I’m a natural disater;
Prone to messing things up
And letting things go
He smiles
It’s okay
Because I love my natural disaster;
You my love
I love you;
My hurricane with feet
And I don’t care
If you are a hurricane
I just care
That I have you;
My natural disaster