In Your Arms

I wake up and dream of a life incomplete,
Dying each day to be alive within,
To hide my visage in this masquerade.
Wondering! how life would be in your arms.

I am free from you and you are not me,
revealing our true identity to this endless night.
Lost inside, while our faces smile.
Wondering! how life would be in your arms.

Untangle me of this exile,
Breathe in to me and show me love.
Not a life, years or months; just a moment of us.
Wondering! how life would be in your arms.

Tomorrow will not be today,
and today is not yesterday
It is only us in this time and space,
Wondering! how life would be in your arms.

You are complete and so am I,
Yet, together we achieve incompleteness.
Me and that person you created
Miming the same words in different languages.