When you look at me, can you hear thunder when I talk with eyes that watch you taste a million waves of truth whispering what I want? Does it feel like rain falls upon your heartbeat like an old friend and trusted confidant?
It has been said that nothing can ever be as elusive as one's thoughts when you drink in their existence inside your heart. All your fears graze your memories and you lose yourself on the edge of not knowing your remotest parts.
Do you treasure beautiful skies when midnight sits upon the bridge that has hidden your lips from my own too many times? Or know that I can see you growing weary of the depth of feeling embracing your heart inside my rhymes?
There is nothing I could change if I carried what I want all alone. So please forgive me if you hear thunder when I talk with eyes that feel like rain upon your heartbeat, know day after day, the truth you taste, is love's own.