Shooting Star

It was a night like no other,
And yet, it was like any other.
My heart was beating, pounding.
My soul was screaming, pounding,

On the doors of love.
Like a flying dove,
Going to nest it's mate,
I was going to my soul-mate..

Surrounded and hidden by trees,
Soothed and comforted by a calm breeze..
The skies filled with stars,
Burning and raging like wars..

When I touched you, I knew
My soul-mate can be only you..
And then comes a sign from the above,
A sign of love, a star from above..

The star flies across the skies,
Freeing the butterflies into the skies..
You look at me and ask
'Of the shooting star, what do you ask?'

I look at the stars full of rage,
And then I say, 'I ask for courage"..
To confess my love, which is so much.
And to make our lips touch...