Every page I think of you,
I cannot help but to fright.
For who and only love who,
You now dear I only write.
As a dance as a ballad,
Touch genuine as a key.
Love lasting always valid,
In your eyes of all I see.
So settle cold moons so far,
No one knows what we create.
Our hearts entwine burning star,
What they think, disintegrate.
So sweet the honey we soar,
Hearts forever yearning more.