Midnight has passed and I wake up
As though from a dream by the sea
I could hear the sea outside the window
Perhaps it’s raining heavily outside
Your sleepy eyes like doves ones
Look into my eyes like a child
Wanting to be fed with my honey
And between snoozes you smile
And I surrender to that smile
That look that freeze me every time
I become a canvas and you an artist
And the art form of love emerges
A lullaby which puts me to sleep
Into a Deep sleep
Like a painting on the wall
I sleep and dream
I write... 