Baby,
I fly in the sky seeking,
A home, through the space, you eyes are always peeking,
A shelter not less than a shrine.
A place safe for your dreams to shine,
A hug and a kiss to start the day with,
Wishing for not much than handful of warmth every night,
Where you tears would come only when laughing,
Fading would be all the hurt in your heart as u step in,
Where lust for me would be your favoriate crime,
Holding all my worries in your palm,
Giving them a bird's disguise,
And they fly away so far away to not retreat.
Here from the sky I can see,
Those cheeks dribbling the wet pearls from your eyes,
As u hold my face in them,
And place a rose on my grave.
In here I fly and explode,
To be ripped into many stars,
And each of them for those wishes,
You longed to live holding hands of mine.