Cobalt skies lured me unto your eyes.
Pink morning dews,
laces me in your arms twines my love for you.
You whisper softly a name in your history.
Mine hearbeat want to flutter,
my head said,
don’t judge of a whisper of a heart,
that you hold dear with your hand.
I am to be,
I need to want you near me.
My life beside you, as your love nozzle
clasping all of you in this morning blue.