Out of thin air, it slips into my cleavage.
Like a pleasant glow after a hot bath, it kindles the residue of romanticism.
Out of nowhere, it tickles me with a message.
Like a soft whisper close to my ear, it arouses the pieces of daydream.
Forgotten melody starts to resound,
old fairy tale starts to go around.
Out of thin air, it steals a kiss from me.
Like the very first one in an ecstasy, it leaves an afterglow of fantasy.
When I fall in love.....