Does it feel good?
When I run out of words,
Even run out of breath
After you telling me
I could make you smile
With the simple things I do or say

The vacillating rhythm
Of my heart,
The empty conversations we have
And all the other sweet nothings
You and I share
Nothing in this world I could ever compare

Can’t believe its all true
Must be just a fragment of my imagination
But then, you’re there
Audible as the zephyr
That murmurs to my ear
Love’s on its way to conquer me