If I were to lay down next to you, in an early summer morning, in bright white sheets. I would let the wind brush you first, right before I brush my fingers through your hair dark. So you would know difference between me and the wind wild. Before all the good morning, hush darling. Let our lips do all the talking this time.
If I would lay down next to you, in an evening late. I would let the moon to shine you blind, just before you fall asleep. And in a fleeting moment before you close your eyes, I would look deep inside you. So the last thing you see before you fall in deep dream, were my caring eyes.If I could lay down next to you. I would become your music, your art and the cold air you breathe. Be your touch, be your soul and be your support on the days dark.
