Sweet Spot

A nice song for the apple of my eyes
The look that lingers til my toes fall asleep
Your bald head leaning on my shoulder
I hold your hands as your skin kisses me
Endless thoughts that talk like there's no tomorrow
A vision in a bubble where we stay...

I start in bed as the passion rise
You hold me tight with a little smile
I feel those arms loving my waist
I breathe those lips that sweep my face
I will caress you til the morning comes
You touched my sleep before it's done

I have yearned long for this little dream
Captivated at how it seemed
You put little berries in my brain
Your sweet antedote to all my pain
You know I'm yours while time is fair
This is our moment written on air...