* Darling, When you’re angry, And your eyes are fire, And you’ve swept up, Your cloak made Of a hurricane’s ire. I shall stand, still. No matter how hairy, Things may get. Because pretty soon It’ll be over, and You’ll remember, All of the reasons, You love me yet. Starting with this one. • • #sufisoulpoetry #formywife #ShesNotAngryRightNow #ItsAPoemAboutWhenSheDoes #NotTooOften #EnoughToWriteAPoemAboutIt #ImDoomed #Mawwiage










