Analysis of FOOTPRINTS

When my feet are by your feet
I will stare into your eyes
Invisible if we should meet
Those binding slender ties
Forged from the time of true intent
Upon a summer’s day
Those three small words we said and meant
Though it could not be that way

And though we travel far and wide
One thought is all we need
To bring the other to our side
Like a wind-blown lotus seed
The outcasts on the hinge of chance
That met too late to stay
In common cause of circumstance
To hide in this display

So, if one day some path I cross
Holds footprints made by you
I will no more to stand the loss
And harvest what is due
With one wild kiss saved from a time
When there was not a way
In plainest words no paradigm
This love has come to stay