sitting on the couch together,
picture album, glass of wine,
just outside was stormy weather,
threat to light and power line
moving close, she sudden kissed me,
pictures strewn across the floor,
darkness came in rain and torrent,
rhythmic howling, steady pour
friends who found the reason baseless,
skin to skin and tongue to tongue –
power out the only basis:
that, and we were very young
just another pool remaining
from the storm and lightning strike:
words that never came, restraining,
far apart, but so
alike
To share is human:
A powerful union!