This is an old poem I recently 'uncovered' so to speak and since right now I am currently obsessed with Covert Affairs I found that it sounds like something perfect (-ish) to Simon and Annie, the moment before they were shot- and about to run away together.
Either we can stop this act
Step back and face the fact
Or just throw caution to the wind
Not caring if we're to be sinned
Why should this love be denied
Forced by others to hide
"So what" I say
This love is here to stay
Galloping across the sky
What we have is not some lie
To the ground I do kneel
In this moment so surreal
I ask for you to be my wife
With no other I want to spend my life
Take my hand, lets run away
Who cares what 'gossip' has to say
You and I against the world
To the past our fear was hurled