Echoes Of You

That night, when you bought me down, Reminiscing old memories, until dawn, Besides the dark, yet darkening clouds, To every drizzle droplet, as if my admiration sparkled loud, From the strangled shudder storm, to our voices like hallucinating dreams, Outta blue, without neither filter seen, The longing words we spoke were just either delusions, Cuz' all to be seen were blurred lines, between reality and illusions, As if solace was found within your eyes, All awaited stuff trusted into rather blindly, Just like two souls, fate intertwined tenderly, -hm.