Opening Magic Box - Poem by Magic Box
I'd hold your hand then,
As soft as touching a newborn's fingers,
I'd feel sweatdrops in our palms,
Cherishing pure magic in us that lingers!
A few steps and tango turn,
Your arms on my shoulders, Mine on your waist,
I'd look at your eyes glowing,
A peck on your sweet lips, without any haste!
You'd smile under my breath,
I'd let my hands go through your forehead,
I'd whisper in those ears,
In shyness, your cheeks would turn red!
Closer and closer, knowing our hearts,
We'd be at a beginning, a new moon above
You'll own me, as I'd make you mine
We will let the world see, that we're in love! ! !
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