• Holding your hand,
    Looking into your eyes,
    As i see your face upon a smile.

    As i blush,
    And look away,
    You move your hands towards my face.

    To rub your nose on my nose,
    As we where in the Antarctic,
    Like the Eskimos.

    My heart races,
    As it has just spawn,
    Into something that's new.

    As i once was on the ground in the dark,
    You came along,
    And brought me into this light.

    As i feel this warmth,
    Of warm colors,
    You bring to me.

    As we met on that faithful night,
    The night was almost perfect,
    But can not be compared to the perfection of which you hold.

    As we look into each others eyes,
    I realize,
    That they where carved by the heavens above.

    As i never thought,
    Such hair can be perfection,
    That is brought forth towards me.

    As we pretend to fight,
    Only to play this game,
    In which we end up loving.

    In the game you always win,
    Because i give in,
    I give in to the thing that makes me the happiest.

    Being the happiest from which you bring,
    I can see past the flaws,
    In which is between the two of us.

    And all i can say,
    Can you take my hand,
    And never let this night end in shame?