When the lights are off
We all come inside of a dream
And love to kiss as well as listen to music
And snuggle on the couch
Until we fall asleep in the arms of each other.
YOU ARE READING
The Butterflies take flight
PoésieThe birds of love In a tattoo of roses And loved by the moon But the tattoos of us Turn into the butterflies Of the sky.
The lights of our dreams are off
When the lights are off
We all come inside of a dream
And love to kiss as well as listen to music
And snuggle on the couch
Until we fall asleep in the arms of each other.
