When love lingers in the air and lightening sparks between us, we sit.
We hope and pray it doesn’t end.
I’ll save you.
But you say we are oil and water. And then we sit.
Love still whirling around us and lightening crashing from heart to heart.
But hands don’t meet... And eyes glance downward... Time passes.
But I’m still here.
Wishing we could mix, just one more time.