Since the Day Our Hands Collide

I saw you walking around

Shimmering, illuminating—through every inch of my wound

Whispering softly—“Let us go walking around”

I can feel your breath pricking every single of my pore

Your voice clinging on my mind

Forcing me to follow you while I had no clue where you’d take me

But, I…I followed you while trying to define

As we walked down the street of cincin

Your hands and mine collide with each other’s skin

In the embrace of the morning wind

I realized something’s trying to fit in

And when you lift up my chin

I assumed that was when our story started to begin

Day by day I began longing for your oceanic eyes

The eyes that drown me into a deep sea of affection

The smell of chrysanthemum that lies in every drop of your sweat

makes me even more long for your embrace

I could feel the taste of fairy floss

As I kiss those lips of yours

Again and again

‘till this feeling sticks into my brain

and slowly fading the pain

Since the day our hands collide

I’ll be there to hold you tight

Can’t promise things will be so right

But I’ll do whatever it takes to be your bride