Lovers

 

She lies awake all night

Trying to figure out what’s right

He lies awake at night

Trying to make up his sweet mind

A midnight stroll and a bottle of wine

Seems to make love feel alright

Even when times make the shadows creep

Into a nightmare and harm their love

Holding on tight to his hand or hers

The lovers stroll on thinking nothing but words

That mean nothing to anyone else in the world

But the person beside them who to them means the world.

 

Reviews

[man Atek]

hoho, what you think
become what you found

you have strong hope, sep jez!