yesterday

The storm, in your eyes...

The storm is ending, the lightning fading away
You can smell the quiet after it, so sweet
So tense, so confident imposing its stay
And cover my naked heart's beat

Bewildered i stare at the sky, turning blue
Grey clouds fading away, frightened
By the same color as your eyes, as if it knew
I would miss them, to stare and feel enlightened.

Let's dance

Turn the music on, let's dance
Pour the wine in the glass
and whisper in my ear
maybe there is romance

Edith Piaf you say?
Let's dance
In our romance
As long as it's not grey.