As it floats and flutters to the earth,
My thoughts turn to you,
Just as the earth will again turn to Springtime,
Forsaking the bleakness of cold winter nights.
Floodgates open,
Releasing memories I’ve been saving up for a night like this.
Rushing through me,
They quench the long-parching thirst from my drought of you,
Restoring strength to my tired body
And giving comfort to my aching soul.
Your musical spell weaves through my heart
Like our fingers danced together so many times.
Wind howls and carelessly tears through trees,
Searching and mourning for a lost love.
The darkened sky snivels and sobs,
Spitting down hail through her gnashing teeth.
Silent whip-cracks of lightning rip the sky open,
Followed by the agonized cries of a great tormented beast.
But your strong, unfailing arms wrap around me,
Staving off the furious storm,
Protecting me from its anger.
Your warm, gentle hands cup my face,
Smoothing away worry lines and raindrops
And turning my face towards the calming blue of your eyes,
Where the glory-crowned sun awaits its dawning moment,
Pointing me in the direction where I’ll find you.
The tempest rages on in a futile battle for the throne.
But my heart is not afraid,
For it remembers you well.
TL
2:31am
27 March 2003
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