Oh what I would give to kiss your lips again
and to feel the safety net of your arms around me
I am like a bee that hides under the skirt of the flowers
just to keep smelling its sweet scented essence.
Oh what I would give to kiss your lips again
and to feel the safety net of your arms around me
I am like a bee that hides under the skirt of the flowers
just to keep smelling its sweet scented essence.

Stars may face in the day light but you know they are still in the sky
always the just in the background of the luminous sunshine.
I may be overshadowed by some chaotic moments in life…but i am
always going to be here.
Just as the stars in the sky.
She’s brave and resilient
a rebirthed smile on a cold Spring soil
coming back for a new blooming season.
She’s beautiful with her yellow crown
and dazzling green gown, a perfect bloom indeed.
Her cheeks perfect and attractive inviting sweet kisses
from honeybees.

It took space
blanketed my driveway
with its frosty attitude
and rude uninvited ways.
