one small voice
a whisper in the crowd
one teardrop
in a bucket full of doubt
had a ripple effect
the echo rang loud
like church bells
or 4th of July firecrackers
and like smoke rising
I heard it clear
as the silver moon
in pitch black
at midnight
I saw the twinkle in your eye
as your gaze met mine
and realized
this is fate
we gotta skate
before the ice breaks
and we fall straight
into a pool of second thoughts
this first impression
is everything
This moment is ours
Let us take it
Embrace it with open arms
Take a deep breath
And follow this dream
for love is ours
for as long as
we dare to believe
Havent been able to sleep lately so I wrote a little bit, one way I put my mind at ease is writing happy thoughts about dreams, about love, so here's one