“take my hand, love, let’s walk on the horizon. just you and me. the world far behind. stars, moon, the Sun orchestrating around us. no maps, no destination in sight. but we’re no lost, we’re just wandering. and i promise, my love, i promise. i’ll fix those half smiles of yours, sprinkle moon dust in the crevices, in the cracks. i’ll not let it fall, completely. i’ll put those stars back in your irises. i’ll tuck away the darkness, from the far corners of your heart, mind, soul and into the empty, black hole that i have for a heart. i’ll give you the Sun, the moon and everything in between. and when we sit on that line, where the sky meets the sea, i’ll lock the symphony of the waves in your heart, you’ll always be at peace then. i’ll place each drop from the ocean in the palm of your hand, i’ll gather the morning dew from the glass blades and make you a necklace. i’ll bring you all the flowers, burn the thorns and weave the colours in a crown. and in the winters, i’ll fashion paper flowers, instead. i’ll do anything and everything i can, my love, give me your hand for i’ll empty my universe, completely, to make you mine.”
