Between our times

Time goes by and reflects in your eyes
There's intangible line between your time and mine
Who could know I was born to be yours?
I could fight with the flow of the faith on my own.
Feel the change - it is a gift -
touched by stars, by sunlight kissed.
What if I'm an outland guest?
Doesn’t mean I’ve not been blessed!
If you're just a charming dream,
just a blink and you're not here –
can I see you one more time?
Can I stay for one more night?
Your shy smile wrapped my soul in your time
I could stop falling down if I follow the shine.
Silent cry tries to break in my mind.
Million ways to go blind and to leave you behind.
What to do? Should I stray?
Should I take my dreams away?
Too hard to say... But I'm here to Stay!
Now you know I'm outland guest.
Being yours has made me blessed.
And I know you're not a dream.
I have blinked and you're still here.
Now I'll see you every time
and I'll stay for every night.

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