Graceful Calm Poem by Alex McCullough

Appearing like the wind,
Thoughts cast to the side,
Allowing petals of passion,
To dance through the night.
Twisting and turning,
This everlasting call,
Echoes through the times,
Until it's long gone.
Vines of lustful desires,
Entangle us in thorny situations,
Causing the heat of our love,
To blossom shorty after.
Now in the depths of this song,
Let us become a chain,
Binding us to be like twins,
In this unknown refrain.