"my hands, they're strong,
but my knees were far too weak
to stand in your arms,
without falling to your feet."
i keep my eyes open
when your lips touch mine,
in disbelief that the universe
has actually made this happen.
and in that moment of truth,
i want for nothing,
not even for the moment to last
longer than it should.
we are such a perfect symphony, you and i,
not a note need be added, nor removed.
we can neither be improved nor erased,
we shall never be forgiven, nor forgotten.