There'll be a storm one night. Then I'll fly to you for shelter. Soaked in welcome rain. Falling to forbidden arms. . Too breathless, too helpless. Too restless to explain needing you.
I recognize that smile. Our winter was oh so cold. You wore your mysterious cloak just like a child. No careless words were said. We spoke with eyes instead.
You noticed that I closed my eyes again. And smiled in all the silence. I have grown in me for you. But then what accident of stars. Brought you so late into my arms.