Lovestruck
Could you please hold on to me tight?
Because I hate the idea letting go.
Hold on to me, to these precious moments.
Maybe make this our forever?
Or perhaps our story is destined to be more colourful,
Or twisted, as some would say.
Let's enjoy this last glass of wine
Fulfill this last crimson evening.
Play me the piano,
I'll dance to the tune.
Sing me our song,
And I'll fall asleep.
And as the last rose withers,
Let's wait.
Because the clock won't stop ticking.
And nor would our hearts stop beating.












