The last love letter
Dream
I dream about waking up, and start my day by looking at your eyes
I'll bring you coffee and breakfast to bed, and forget that time exists
Then singing under the shower, and talk about how to spend the day
What else?
A home were different languages flow
Where talks and discussions are intense
Hugs and smiles are warm
A fantasy
Where kisses are slow
And sunsets are endless
Sometimes
This reality
Feels
Like that dream.