That Night

The wind was more soothing than usual and the moon was full and bright.

We were trying to read each other's hearts, in that deep dark night.

Seeing the shooting star in the sky, we both asked for the same wish.

Then what made me shy was your gentle forehead kiss.

Your hands stayed on mine like you were making many promises.

If truth be told for my wounds they were the stitches.

"Leaving all the fear, will you fly with me to the high?"

Thus from that night, the thing 'I' and 'You' turned into WE.