Where time and space bend
You weave a piece of time,
when wind sends me a chime.
It wraps seamlessly around my chaotic space，
and it's so elastic and pliable,
stretched and retracted by your will.
Your beauty bends time and space,
immerses my boundless desert in the mist,
that evaporates from your temperate forest.
You weave a piece of space,
when the moon shines through window lace.
It wraps seamlessly around my sandy time,
and it's so elastic and pliable,
stretched and retracted by your will.
Your love bends space and time,
entwines my gnarled fingers between
your fingers that are silky sheen.
Our love blooms where time and space bend.
Yet we are fated to be never blend.
Cause we travel towards death at a pace
that dusts our love in the bended time and space.
