My Fall of You

Me, I'm still looking at that long distance memory when we met,
Questioning that rain is wet? Your smile let me not forget.

Now the distance seperates us in an old fashion,
Days are multiplying to a point of minus subtraction.

But let not harmful words seperate us,
let's build a temple of respect, love, communication and trust.

Yes let the younger one wade in our stance of friendship and so forth,
Butterflies around, moon and sun shining upon us from the corners of all the earth- south, west, east and north.

Let's journey onwards and forwards to perhaps holding hands before the altar.

Allow me to give you happiness and shelter.

Yes let it be.
Let our love be free.