his wrinkled hands holding hers
not leaving even for a moment
it felt as if she couldn't make her
way through the crowd without him
their hearts were gold, hair silver
in a place where people rarely care
last night, i saw the love that lasts ages
they left the crowd, but i was still lost
probably waiting for you to hold
my hand & help me escape from the
crowd of life with you & your sunlight

— SweetSimu.