You gathered so many stories in your heart
Some titles are known, some make me curious…
Please tell me your favorite line…

It doesn’t have to be the best
We hold no contest in this life
Since the only thing I’ll take away someday
Is only the piece of your heart that got stuck on to mine

Outside we can hear other stories, whispered or shouted…
And us… gazing each other… I’m falling so deep
Watching your lips starting to form a sound
As you slip your hand to softly hold mine

Until the word is said I am shivering uncertain
I hold your hand just a little bit harder
The lips are slowly moving and sound is caressing my ears
He whispers his soul and gets inside mine, shhh… I am love