I was simple and platonic
You were a hurricane of passion
All too eager to sweep me up
But I shied away from your storm
And recluded into quiet rain
While you blazed lightning
And screamed thunder from the sky
You tried to pull my hand
Lead me to the open plains
Where we could smile as wide as the moon
And throw cautions to the air currents
But the sun came up
And with the rays of sunlight
That bore through trees
I crept away from you and your thunder
For fear that you were simply
My midnight tempest
And as dawn arose you would sink.
But you stayed,
And my storms haven't been the same since.