Love is first fresh breath of air after rain,
That hold of hands connection tight forever,
And love is jarring because it’s a terrain,
And love is song that stains the air,
And never think it’ll ever go away;
And real love invariably lasts forever
That quiet melody
That always rhymes her name.
“I’ve heard it in the darkest room;
And my knees got weak I’m on the floor;
Yet, I am not alone,
She is always there for me.”