” Quite and precious
spoken and unspoken
silent yet strong,
Is what and how we met, saviour.

Unknown and unconscious lay our thoughts,
only to become inevitable over time
Should have known from the very first glance
That you would pick me up always
to start over and build our lost bay.

Every soul requires a magical touch
why didn’t you tell me, you’re the one here?
I wish, I pray, time doesn’t win
as my Saviour, my soul, you are him.”