I am lost within deep mirror of your eyes
Caught with the shadows beyond the sunrise
Another shadow turns into ashes pale
With another song of a nightingale
And the winter is gone
With sweet spring call
You are a sip of fresh air
A touch of cool breeze
A moment of dare
Sweet wine upon lips
You are a whisper
Secret dream untold
A memory too dear
I cannot yet hold
You are a song
You are a verse
A dance of awe
My blessing and curse
My love so deep, yet secret, locked within
My memory, my dream, untouched by the sin
I drown in your eyes, caught by your glance
Be closer before the it’s gone with sunrise