Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Sometimes it takes a storm
To really know the light
The scent of rain
The weight of clouds
Pulling down the sky
Sometimes it takes a storm
To know how you feel


To understand indigo
And the varnished sun
Lighting up the fields
I love you


I was just passing through
And taken by surprise
Between the black sky
And the blue
I love you

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