You see it's this bubble I live in, where
love is full and inviting. Feeling lips
open and begin their dance discovering
the others nectar, embracing it, falling
into trance.
This is the place where mountains and
castles are made. The sun is bright
and the flower's love that little bit
of shade and When it's cold and the clouds
are gray that's the time to stay in and play.
To hear ones laughter makes life worth
liven, when one hears crying it is time
to forgive or be forgiven. For it is by love
that we are driven
