It’s the morning after the storm
An unexplainable serene
Calm after violent rage
I wonder where she’s been

She’s swept away all that’s bad
And everything between
Beads of sweat run down my chest
There’s a superstitious pristine

As if she’s catching her breathe
After a passionate affair
I can feel her heartbeat
But she doesn’t know I’m there

Peaceful tranquillity
My fingers running through her hair
The universe turns quiet
A feeling that’s turned rare

In a racing and turbulent life
Where I’m gasping for air
Only to live another day
Until I’m finally nowhere

It’s here I realise
We’re just tenets in this Earth
We could be swept away
And I wonder what we’re worth

Yet here I still stand
Just a renter of this space
I better treat her well
she’ll leave me with no trace

I don’t know why I’m here
But it doesn’t matter much
My life is not my own
While I’m held within her clutch

I sigh with relief
I go about my day
Knowing one day we’ll meet
Until that day I pray

It’s the morning after the storm
Mist feels like a gentle spray
Birds chirp, and the sun is up
Such a beautiful display