What a mission
in our hands!
A word of mine
hurts...
A glance of yours,
incomprehensible...
Why all this path?
I understand you
partly and fully together.
Do you understand?

Of course
it is scary, 'cause 
It must be...
Otherwise, how are
you going to listen
to my eyes of love?
How are you
going to stand
your urcertainty of life
without knowing?

Why am I
fatefully like a pier,
standing on 
your sandy fears
and shedding no tears,
about unlost time and
peace I now have?

The mission
I know.
In love,
still together...
You wonder if
in our hands...
I see it;
Do you?