And maybe below moon,
we shall rondevu in dreams.
Re-hashing moments so grand,
where temperatures rose with passions.

Or drift in hearts to know our real contract,
where fantasies met in a kiss.
Perhaps we'll look in each others eyes
and find excitement build once again.
Until morning light comes to echo.
Farewell my love,
as I must tuck you in my heart and move on
As...what once was does always lead to what will be.