I think sometimes there're no words
To say how much we love, we care...
While wind caress blowing seawards,
I hold my breath, quite still, aware.
I rise my palms so feel light air,
Cut through, like words we keep in depth.
Inside we have something so fair,
It's love, It's live, It's our wealth.
"In love" may seems a "state of health",
It's true, make sure it's even more.
Sometimes we keep all this in stealth,
It's hard, too hard to try ignore.
You know... The moment we implore,
To live another warm sun down...
When there're no scars on the "before",
When heart just breaths beloved noun...
When stars become our lovely crown,
Sunrise is far, but it will come.
So let my arm your waist surround,
Although I know that you'll be gone...