Our Love Story

Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favourite 

I can respire sans air

I can pulse sans heartbeat

I can see with its magical call

I can sense its essence in each hook and corner 

The world would watch our passionate move

The swooning time would fail to dismantle our presence 

Love can never be trampled by any means

We have to lay stone for an immortal effigy

Never ever blended by the so-called red eyes

Darling! Come, tight the grip of our cooked dreams

We have to make our love, beyond the awry horizon.