can you wait and listen?
for my words to glisten,
to reveal its translation,
you'll be in an art exhibition.
i'm hoping all of this won't fade.
to me, everything is connected to a lane,
just like how the other phrases are made
to be rhymed up with your name.
will my words get to stay?
inside your heart, it lay.
if you're going to be a phase,
then there was never a red lace
i want our clocks to see
how we're about to be.
for it to witness everything,
the growth we'll be having.
- remy
