Enchanted Insomniacs

Laying on this cold-bitten road,
I hear the stars singing our song,
Your beauty is ineffable,
But the melodies paint your comely conflate,
Come here and lay with me, be with me,
Just like our incipience, we'll make it lagniappe,
Lost inside your eyes, my hands flow through your hair,
My lips meet yours, and, this cold road is full of lissome sempiternal.
Sparkling beauty with your eyes,
Our eyes met and destinies collided.
I lifted you up in my arms, to let the magic redeem its pleasure,
And we danced to the stars, to our emotions, and spring in winter.
The snow around the road had melted, to shine, to sparkle,
We rippled through the petrichor of our felicity, and sang to dawn.
Leaves fell on the bench on the side,
And roses roared from among the broken snow to stride.
Leaving behind night, we welcome the dawn,
Time for people to wake up, and birds to chirp and yawn,
We danced back to our house,
A house built on the tree of our passion astound.
A little whisper to shake your heart out, we grasped,
And fell asleep in each other's arms, for the world was to wake.
For we had the nights for us,
Bestowing their constellations all around us,
For us, the day starts at the dusk,
And we warm up the cold roads wandering doing blunders.