Storm Recognition

there's a place in her soul so deep, and so raw,
that a mere breath could shock the nerve
acknowledging it's there raises the bile
and tears fall where they cannot be heard


she bottled this place in dim tempered glass
encasing the storm none dared view
it was safer that way, she smiled to herself...
but still worried that that was not true.


cascading sunbeams in a gloomy sky
he wore the storm on his face
though he had sealed his whole self inside,
she knew she recognized that place


and while she was reaching to pull him out
he slipped inside her sealed chamber
she cringed as he sailed through her ugly truths
but he held her and kissed through the danger


does he wonder how she could love such a man?

why?