Tonight is it's own creation
A secret life in the air garden
Hidden within the shadows of night
A gentle rustling through the trees upright
Lightning strikes lonely hearts sleeping
Cloudburst rushes to the gutter, pouring
Raindrops chase down the window glass
Purple shadows flash as thunder pass
I breathe you in, as much as
© daniel miltz
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