Up up up,
My eyes can’t see your face
But in your warm embrace
I find my happy place.
Your arms hold me in
And I smile from within
For you are my starry night
Over which airplanes fly.
You can’t get any closer,
You are cotton balls of the sky
Light, but not too shy.
You hold my love in your hands
Like a pearl in its shell
Fluttering lashes of the summer rain
Oh I fall, I fall, again and again.
Yet you are the eight petals to my bud
And we see stardust in mud
And together we sing for days to come
And broken melodies we hum.