Oasis (English version)

"...And then I realized one thing: The woman is the reflection of her man.
If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it." -Brad Pitt. A Secret of Love.

I am like the unstable weather of the summers in Florida,

you can get used to me when I am sunny.

Then, with my eyes I make you feel like you are at home,

my arms keep you warm,

and my mouth, with its words,

silently describes you how the sunset looks in its orange tones

while it makes you feel the sea water running over your lips with a kiss,

cracking them, making them humid,

turning them into sand that soon vanishes.

And now you see,

I could be the prettiest thing you have ever stared at,

the sweetest thing you have ever tasted,

the most pleasant thing you have ever felt... 

Just for a few seconds.

Afterwards, in an instant,

as if I were that black cloud that hides like a shadow,

behind you and without previous warning,

I will cause a terrible storm.

And you will wish to have looked for a refuge and some heat under another roof,

in another eyes and arms, not in mine,

those that now represent chaos and cold,

those of which it is too late to protect yourself from.

I will drown you in the most violent ocean,

I will be one with the wind to make you shiver under the skin

and I swear that after a frigid look,

you will wish to have not ever crossed paths with me.

Because I am,

not only one, 

but every natural disaster you have heard during your life,

every person you have been warned of

and those of them who you should have kept away from despite of how brave you wanted to demonstrate you were.
Honey, I could be
the worst ruined place you have ever visited,
the most senseless sentence you have ever read,
the most intolerable headache that —if you are lucky and you get away on time— you would not have to suffer from.
But,
if you set the fear aside,
divest yourself of your insecurities
and kiss every no man's land of mine you find,
perhaps you could come across the exact break-even point
between my imperfections and my good days...
So that you will understand that I am a tornado not because I want to tear you down,
but to convince myself you want to get into my mess as much as I want you to be there.