Two young lovers caught in a storm;
Swirling and stumbling,
Looking for a reason or meaning,
But they keep getting drawn back
To pure pleasure.
Mixed between the sheets
Is a feeling so untouchable
By even the slightest of light;
It contains the most unclear meaning,
Such as a work of abstract art.
This art, this feeling,
Bound by a question so strong
That it pulls two together,
Both physically and mentally.
Neither know the exact question,
Yet they search for the answer,
In romance, in the sheets,
In opinions, and thoughts,
And in the darkest corners
Of each other's mind.