AT LEAST WE HAVE LOVED
Sweet lover awake
From the storms uproar
The door's re-opened:
'We're chanced once more'
The music's a blast
From the dying tones
The heart's entranced,
With desire moans
Don't tiptoe, just come
Middle of the night
When dark, lovers- hides
Turns shades dark from white
We'll live in a world
Where there is no rule...
Once more we'll make
This empty glass full
If the storm still raves
In its aftermath
At least we have loved
Along its rare path.
