I’ll sing to you my favourite song,
which might give you butterflies,
a ticklish feeling in your heart.
Every word of it will be dedicated,
with different meanings of love,
it will be complete after adding you.
A day we will spend singing the lullabies your mom used to sing,
will be a way to connect to the stars while sleeping.
There will be no utterance of words,
there will be a rhythm we could grove in.
Holding your melody, I will breathe, in your arms will be.
I’ll sing along, as I’d start the verse,
you’ll have to shine to make my chore flicker.