A bottle full of stars and hand full of dreams
Beside me is you, and I am looking for our colliding constellations on the ream,
Purpose has not yet be modified for them
Positioned only to scale your fingers that has crossed upon mine.
Let me give you a cushion of my warmth
Under every seasons’ blanket as I believe I am belonging more to you,
Hold tight please, dreams may lose and slip off through your eyes,
Make wishes my heart, every word you speak is heard by Gods of Nine.
Whenever you are breathing I see the pixies following the fragrance,
It is giving a reason to the nature and to me to scream out loud in silence,
With a hope of bright rays which is now resting with you,
I am waiting for that beautiful morning which will bring us together where we will dine.