Sunrise

I caught the sun
Collecting it all in my hair
Turned into golden streaks.
Summer and sunny lights
Reminds me of your lips.
Blue skies, deep ocean,
Calm breeze…
Your eyes…. When they look at me
Is that what the universe is made of?
Is that what the universe is made of?
Come with me,
Let me take you to my bed
Untie your dreams
Undress your soul
Making sunrise
Oh sunrise
Bright again.

Esta obra cuyo autor es Noemí Quesada está bajo una licencia de Reconocimiento-NoComercial-SinObraDerivada 4.0 Internacional de Creative Commons.