My House Of Belonging
There is a place I know,
Where the genuine feeling of love surrounds me.
Where it feels like drinking the tsokolate of Filipino,
Where my soul feels so free.
A place where two tender wings hold me tight,
And sealing me yours with a love bite.
A place where I want to share my love every night,
Under the delightfully placid mute and mystic moonlight.
The place where I can smell your sound slumber,
Where I can taste your sweet fantasies.
Where I can experience your nightmare,
And can have your heartbeats as my lullabies.
The place where I can feel your lip's pecking,
Where I have an extreme blush on my cheeks creeping.
Where I can feel both of ours souls bonding,
Where I knew, your arms is my house of belonging.