Swarthy & 'Fro

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A man and woman argue in a relationship and blame each other. But sometimes, there might be more than one answer.

Gust and Frost are starting cloudy, sunny with a chance of hope. Whoosh whoosh whoosh—the gale moves their love as they’re the only two people to cope. The wind picks them up and is blowing debris from their past—as they’re now being misguided of where wild winds have confided. The newscast named A’eros predicts and says, “this storm may never pass because their sunkissed days have not to last.” 

As A’eros accurately accuses their AccuWeather, the couple’s temperatures try to take shelter. As the skies twirl—it fathoms their weather by keeping their love from being real. And as all of these lies are sweeping them away—drip, drip, drip—and as all of the skies are draining their rain to stay—love, innocent homes are being destroyed like the very own hearts they’ve toyed. Demolish and unpolish from the temperate airs they’ve mentally stir, they are overblown from what is supposed to be so temperamentally pure. 

Whoosh! Tornadoes! Tornadoes—they came! Whoosh! Gust or Frost, who’s to be blamed? 

Swiftly swinging beneath their feet as their tsunami abyss tropes a slanted slippery slope in which they may never defeat. These natural disasters fumbled amongst the seasons, leaving meteorologists to try to reinterpret what their personalities have always and will reason. 

And so, when their unfounded treasures became rusted, their sail motioned through the untrusted odds of the seven oceans.

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