Tonight lets be lovers again.
Hold hands and walk back to our world,
Where the dimness of the stars has a story to tell,
Where breeze gushes softly and thunders swell,
Where you and me are not just friends, but more.
Where you are my horizon, and yet my shore.
Tonight lets be those figures up on the hill,
Who’d come to sit on that faded rough bench,
Who looked like one whole being…until you looked too deep.
Who had tints of love and shades of warmth in them.
Tonight lets be two tender hearts full of apprehension,
And feel the dryness jetting down our throats as we hold hands.
Let the heart beats rush and breaths skip.
Let sweat beads join to form a band of purity,
The purity of mind, of love, of newness, of togetherness…
Tonight….only for this night.
Coz tomorrow maybe different for you and me.
You may leave for reasons I knew, but didn’t see
We would be nowhere my love,
Our tale would be dead
Broken would be the bench, and cold would lie the bed
I may not be a reason enough to call you back,
But for the warmth left on those beloved bends…
Lets be lovers again.
