Let’s put our hearts as one,
for the long awaited celebration.
As we watch the rise of the sun,
giving in into basic temptation.
When two sunrises become one,
that is when our souls become one.
As we blow the light of the sun,
the moon shines through the sheets.
Even when the world spins around,
it cannot stop the heart beats.
Hold my hands and make a wish,
don’t tell me but share it with me.
Under this blanket we’re invincible,
there is nothing that is not fixable.
No secrets are kept,
no tears are wept.
Live long, my love who stays.
Together we are one.
Holding hands as we dance,
the dance floor is available for two.
I gladly take this chance,
to lock my eyes on you.
When you and me had turned into we,
our dance lasts for eternity.
Our smiles as stories,
my words as the writer.
Our stories as songs,
your voice as the storyteller.
Keeping our breaths in harmony,
following our creation of melody.
When love is not just passion,
it is also a friend.
In any forms of emotion,
love stays for no end.
In times of dire need,
to love is to listen.
So the soul can feed,
and learn the lesson.
The deepest form of love is in gratitude.
And to you, I give my love in absolute.
The touch of fingertips and lips.
The warmth of hugs and breaths.
The silent giggles and smiles.
The honest body and emotions.
The raw passion and affections.
The wholeness of us.
Four, the love.
It’s a new day and all is fine,
as another year had passed and you’re still mine.
The real countdown will begin,
for the special day we’ve been expecting.
For this year will be the second,
of another joint celebration.
For my love who stays,
who lights up my world with fire.