For All Your Tears

Your desire intertwined with the golden rays of the Sun, and wrapped in the mornings, gently touching my cheeks, with your lips. Your lips, my sweet petal, soft, warm, and tender, open up quietly, your soul. I confess my dream. Your soul is angelic, my angel, embraced me, and took me to a faraway dreamland. in the new reborn dawn where I am your king. Only your king. I like the way you pinch my cheek, Love your dreams, These dawn which is my Queen, my princess, my all. I love you, Wishing you all the best With this poem, Your little bunny.