The brontide of our thunderous romance makes me appreciate when your love reigns
Relieving the fire that the lightening had sparked
We always clean up after the storm
Do you stay and fight or leave and be free?
It's the memories within that hold us
I remember cooking a four cheese lasagna together on Saturday's
A recipe we found in a book from Goodwill
Bellies full, glasses empty and happy
You are my home in the path of the storm
Will we survive?
