I wish
the morning kisses we share on Saturdays and Sundays
will be able to be spend on the rest of our everyday
the goodnight calls before we fall asleep
will turn to warm hugs while we're counting sheep

I hope
our love story along with its tide of time
will become the unison in our prime
our trust for each other that we have sown
will change into my wedding gown

when you kissed me,
something spread out and fall
something beautiful, calm
sweet and sour tastes like lime
yet creates a hurricane
a quite rough turbulence
inside me, inside my heart
at the same time

his big hug feels like a blanket
with ever-changing colors
which I demand in the morning
at noon, even at night

he said he had a dream about love
but I was watching him asleep
when he called out for my name

love is not only about the fluorescent fireflies
but love is not all about the graveyard of heartbreak either

love wisely, then you will see
what love is meant to be

This is bad, i wanna cry again
I wanna cry all the time
over my comparison—jealousy
I'm insecure or probably just being greedy

now show me more, I want more
of you and me, of us, of ours
cause she's choking me for hours,
cause I keep seeing her being yours

so delete her, make her gone
promise me that you're done
give me all or give me none
we both know that I'm the one

One of the angel came
in the October
the one with fair skin
and hair of amber
glows like stars
with wings of a dreamer
golden Autumn eyes
bright like Summer
captivating kiss
nothing else sweeter
the thief of my heart
my only lover