Walking through the diversities of life, my eyes bleed tears of agony
As I look up, seeing the moon shinning, leaving me to say these words.
If life was my bride, I will romance her body, making her feel like queen,
As she kisses my dry lips, making me to feel loved.

If life was my bride, I will be like a sponge to absorb her imperfections and scars,
Sing those melodies to make her conscious about my emotions.
If... If life was my bride, I will be like warrior to execute her hidden demons,
As she stands up wearing a smile pure as white.

If life was my bride, pains and grieves will be gone, leaving me to bath in the pool of happiness.
My eyes will be full of excitement, love will be written in bold letters.
If... If life was my bride, I'll kiss her cheek every second to enlighten her days,
Grinding voices will not be heard, she will be loved by my generation.

If life was my bride, I will walk on thorns and through the storms,
Hugging her to feel the sensation of love, leaving no space for pains,
My heart will be connected and adjusted as we look in the sky to make our wishes.
If life was my bride, death will be my slave as we grow older in harmony.




© Lyrical J