Along the spindle of red yarn string,
Another love is yet to bring,
Saved by the telephone's ring,
Is the lover's message yet to sing.
Carried by the wind's mighty flush,
Is a message that you are my crush,
Though everyday we seems to clash,
Can't you not see the way I blush?
A Scintillate twinkle is in my eyes,
Whenever I see you smile,
I always get butterflies,
Whenever I look in your eyes.
I was stuck in the middle of labyrinth maze,
With my feelings in the state of misty haze,
Indulged by your angelic face,
I lifted my stare and I met your gaze.
