Storms

 In the heart of the storm

Oh so perfectly

As you stand there

Silently

I can rise before you unafraid

With everything we've made

In the years of passing glances

With so much unsaid

Pressing hands

Quiet beats

Eyes meeting in the dim lit streets

Casting halos

The storms pass with their lightning strikes

And torrential pull

But I remain still

Oh so perfectly

When you stand there

Silently.