You who can paint the most beautiful paintings with his words and make me the main character of them all , the art of life and muse of your Love .
I have never been lifted this high before .
So hight that I can reach those colourful rainbows that you paint for me .
You make me float in the clouds and brush by the stars at night with my fingertips .
High ,all the way to the cuddle of the sun and caresses of the moon .
So high where even the wind does not blow to change your hearts flow.
Every morning I open my eyes you glow .
There is no sign of laziness in your smile . Your greed for my kisses is flattering . You are even jealous to the wall I am facing.
You selfishly pull me to hold you and yet you lavishly lift me up high for another day .
I can feel your warm strong hand under my feet.
And if I was to fall after all I would be no different than a falling star .
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 3:22 AM UTC
You who can paint the most beautiful paintings with his words and make me the main character of them all , the art of life and muse of your Love .
I have never been lifted this high before .
So hight that I can reach those colourful rainbows that you paint for me .
You make me float in the clouds and brush by the stars at night with my fingertips .
High ,all the way to the cuddle of the sun and caresses of the moon .
So high where even the wind does not blow to change your hearts flow.
Every morning I open my eyes you glow .
There is no sign of laziness in your smile . Your greed for my kisses is flattering . You are even jealous to the wall I am facing.
You selfishly pull me to hold you and yet you lavishly lift me up high for another day .
I can feel your warm strong hand under my feet.
And if I was to fall after all I would be no different than a falling star .
