Rain makes the sky green,
And the trees disappear
Into the clouds,
Brightened by flashes
As thunder booms,
But that name is all that
Echoes through this room,
Through my head,
Through my heart.
Love?
Annie says it's wonderful,
Wonderful,
But all I feel is pain...
Her name appears in lights;
She speaks,
Voice rich and vibrant and silent,
Washing over me,
And I am lost
In ecstasy.
I've lost myself again
In her.