NEW POETIC ORDER

In less than a day you had changed me
In less than a week you have made me –

Fall as thunder from the grey

No more than a second of light, this surely is?
But rain shall follow, for as long as you’re his

In its puddles I’ll learn to swim
But for now I drown in thoughts of him

While love does wait us both ashore
You’re my float, I cannot resist to adore.

If I let go will waves wash you away
Or in calm waters might you stay?