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.