Storm

“Her face was a storm.
She was frost,
winter winds,
shivering lips
even when she smiled -
especially then.
It was a storm smile - 
the kind of smile that said “I cant stay long.”
It was a thunder and lightning smile - 
here
for a moment
and
then
g o n e .
I could tell from her eyes she was either broken
or breaking.
I didn’t know which was worse.”