Starry night of July
Where hands hold and fingers cross
Staring into your eyes
Whispering words of tender
She takes a glimpse at those lips
Thinking about the otters
Floating on the river
Little ray of sunshine
Dancing on their faces
A couple of otters is cuddling
And its the most beautiful thing
Wishing this kind of love
She sometimes loses hope
But she knows
Just like the otters
That her lover is right there
Right and forever there
She wants to kiss them
Soft lips like cotton candy
Closing her eyes
Taking a deep breathe
She's about to be on cloud nine
Could be heaven
But its way more
She's on the clouds
Next to her love
The more they lay down
On their could nine
The more happiness is around
Fluffy and Sweet
Like their journey
The clouds are ready
To follow their story
Now jumping on those clouds
Her heart is happy
And so is her love
Starry night of July
Do you see her smile?
Cuddling her lover
Just like the otters
She'll always remember
The taste of love
She felt that night
And forever
Her otter lover
Will be with her
On cloud nine
Dedicated to a cute little otter
YOU ARE READING
Can't deal with it
PoetryI thought I could start a book about my not so random thoughts. About love, sadness and loneliness. Can't guarantee you'll be happy after reading my texts. But still, enjoy.
