Hold your hand
till the end of time
from dusk
till the breaking of dawn
every season that surpass us
we won't let the calendar blind us
we will slap youthfulness
to it face
so we can capture every moment
behind the gates of our ears
the proccesor of our heart
at the back of our brain
just igniting our passion
I'll rub your hands when you're cold,
embrace you so tightly
if you want
I'll watch you when you're fast asleep,
admire your beauty
and whisper to myself
of how...