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As I sit here on this quiet night, The air is finally cool. The sky is dark, That same air moist; smelling fresh and new. Lightning dances 'cross the sky, flashing ever bright. I see it's full of stories to tell Some a mystery, yet some I know well. The only sounds emitted are from the creatures of the night Singing a song for the rain that has gone, For the lightning dancing- ever bright. As has become my custom, I wonder, if you were here, What would you have to say about This lightning dance so clear? So easily can I imagine us sitting in this night Whispering and cuddling- the lightning ever bright. Then, just as quick as that lightning's dance, A thought flashes through my brain. Unsure of the answer, even afraid, I wonder all the same, If you would think of me (as I do you) On blissfull nights of peace. I can't say you would, so I struggle for the thought to cease. On a quiet night like this, Who would dance across your mind? When the rain has gone, and the air finally cool, Lets lightning dance 'cross the sky.
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Sep 19, 2011
Sep 19, 2011 at 3:29 AM UTC
The Lightning Dance
As I sit here on this quiet night, The air is finally cool. The sky is dark, That same air moist; smelling fresh and new. Lightning dances 'cross the sky, flashing ever bright. I see it's full of stories to tell Some a mystery, yet some I know well. The only sounds emitted are from the creatures of the night Singing a song for the rain that has gone, For the lightning dancing- ever bright. As has become my custom, I wonder, if you were here, What would you have to say about This lightning dance so clear? So easily can I imagine us sitting in this night Whispering and cuddling- the lightning ever bright. Then, just as quick as that lightning's dance, A thought flashes through my brain. Unsure of the answer, even afraid, I wonder all the same, If you would think of me (as I do you) On blissfull nights of peace. I can't say you would, so I struggle for the thought to cease. On a quiet night like this, Who would dance across your mind? When the rain has gone, and the air finally cool, Lets lightning dance 'cross the sky.
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Sep 19, 2011
Sep 19, 2011 at 3:29 AM UTC
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