Wake up at dawn at beach under blanket of your cuddle
With little fears and faiths in my tired senses
Touch of your warm hand on my cheeks
Pain in my heart which will break me when I won’t see you in weeks
Shine of love in eyes when we will wake in each other’s arms under clouds
That long highway, my head on your shoulder and that rides
A lot of yet to hear
That First time you will look at me
When you will be angry I will do everything to make you laugh
And all my words will heal your lesion
That pillow fight we will have in your room
Long talks at terrace in torchlight when sometime you will just stare sometime I will
Like our eyes can read our souls and our minds
A lot of yet to come
A Lot to hear
A Lot to say….
