triumph and surrender

cards on the table the stakes are lit
whiskey on the side but the fire won’t quit
she’s got that glare like she’s ready to ride
he’s playin’ his hand but his heart’s open wide

bullets in the chamber and love’s the trigger
the heat’s so real and it just keeps gettin’ bigger
they’re all in now no bluff no fold
this ain’t just a game it’s a story retold

two hearts one table breakin’ the mold
love’s a wild card hotter than fire and gold

in the dim light Yadwinsky’s hand trembled as he gripped the cards tighter her faint smile sent shivers down his spine her dark hair framed her face like shadows their eyes met like storms colliding daring each other to move his breath caught as he leaned forward laying his card on the table her hand brushed his igniting a spark that burned through the air time stood still as their gaze locked leaving them suspended in a moment where love felt like both triumph and surrender


triumph and surrender -
Andrey Yadwinsky tekst