Like Lightning

Frequent bars, and I'd let go, take home, bout anyone.

Take them in, then throw out, their heart, and get a new one.

Next thing... winds of change...

You looked at me, something hit me like lightning...

Kinda frightening...

And so our story goes...

And grows...

 

So we burst, into silent lovers,.. why kiss and tell?

Fall head first,.. like paper planes in playground games.

Next thing,.. soul searching,..

You looked at me, something hit me like lightning...

So enlightening...

And everybody knows...

I've chose...

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

Still sharp, Kyro...it flowed so well...keep writing.