Happen to me

Written by: aida melesse

Let the surge dwindle
Let it be complete.

In its tender touch,
Let the spike in your rose,
Not pierce me but wake me up.
Let the peck you give me 
be of love with no end...
Let the lane to the hill
Give me way to come back
Let the air I inhale
Find its way and Unite.

So that your whole being
may happen to me.