wind-chimes and rainy dawns
blankets and and lazy suns
intimate you and I
time is treacherous, time flies

moments frozen in little centuries
where everything is on pause
except you and I
live the moment, live the lie

and it all happened so quick
the air grew thick
eye of storm you and I
lightning crashed and we both cried

there’s

wind-chimes and rainy dawns
waking up and there’s wistful mourns
yawning you and I
wishing rain would not go way…

(c) 2013 allen simpson