Comments about Sara Hoover
Barely spoken thoughts plague my every waking moment,
I am caught in the undertow of our emotional current.
Craving the undeniable chemical reaction of your touch,
And fighting for each breath against the tornado of passion between us.
Thunderstorms and lightening cannot keep us away.
Dysfunctional and perfectly matched souls
We reach and feel and find the other.
Your fucked up mind and my crazy thoughts
Compliment and aggravate all at once.
Your tempermental opinions, my painful overreactions
Are waves of ...