Your warm embrace is the sweetest melody,
a perfect cure for my natural malady,
the desired land,
the lighthouse,
the verve born from being in your hands reach,
be here forever,

keep my photosynthesis going,
you are the softest piano ballad made,
you are the air,
an exotic butterfly,
which I caught with a casual bug net,
on my meadow,
by the lake,

I caught you once,
I won’t lose you easily,
grasping you tightly like you’re all I have,

and I don’t have much on mind lately,
I just daydream,

heaven comes down after sunrise,
on the bigger patio,
oranges,
coffee,
and bread.