Music Of Kiss

If the sky turns into love,

We're birds soaring within.

If love transforms into a book,

We're the pages amidst it.

I can't hide my boundless love for you; in my eyes, skies.

Wherever you are, there lies my heaven.

It's a blessing to hold you as I wake each morning.

Let's explore unseen worlds with new hues to discover.

Let's sever the ties of distance between us,

Let time fade away, leaving no gaps in our embrace.

My lips become the paper for the poems you write,

With your cherry wine lips upon mine.

I disdain studies I cannot understand,

Yet reading your gestures brings me joy.

My fantasies turn into songs,

But nothing compares to the music of your kiss.