-1so here we are now

finally seeing

through white smoke and cloud

I am but a human being

Shimmering rain falls

each drop less dimmer

like tears of an angel

And hope grows from glimmer

Your eyes are suddenly visible

I am lowering my guards

for so long they've been hidden

and luck's like a game of cards

we begin, dead even

and then fate takes its place

our lives turn based on luck

and the wills of time and space

Emotional response

is growing and is shrinking

i can't explain at all

mind is active but not thinking

My gentle hand reaches out

and my lips speak your name

Opening slight

Voice softly taking aim

And you take my hand in yours

I smile, but rain

continues to fall

erasing my gain

so here were are now

finally seeing

through white smoke and cloud

i am but a human being