Tik tok,
Clicks the clock, an echo of my heart,
A sign that I am alive.
Tik tok,
Clicks the clock, a replica of the throb in my soul,
A sign that I'm in love.
Tik tok,
An hour past midnight, a step past ordinary love,
For you I face up,
Phone at hand, you in mind,
For you I pen this piece,
For in my life you import peace.
Tik tok,
An hour, with a minute late,
I mind our fate, sealed with Cupid's aim,
We are safe in our safe, a safe with a lock,
The lock; a resemblance of our kiss.
Tik tok,
A photocopy of our heart throbs,
When we share those moments we treasure,
When we are joined by invisible ties,
When we blend and bend all laws,
Just to get a piece of each other.
Tik tok,
Clicks the clock, an echo of our footsteps,
On the lone path after dusk,
As the moon so graceful lights our step,
In the silence of the night.
Tik tok,
There it goes again,
Steady, it doesn't fade, like the heavy rains,
The rains that hold our attention,
In a warm embrace as we watch the matching drops,
Like an army with a common course
Like our love with a sole goal.
Tik tok,
It won't stop, till the battery is dead,
A resemblance of my love for you,
It will never end,
Till my heart is dead.
Tik tok,
That's how I love you.
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