A Flying Kiss

People dream about flying,

Each with their own reasoning of why.

But to cut it to the point,

I only have one reason to fly.

My reason used to be shy,

It just took him some time to come out of his shell

This reason of mine likes to smile at me,

I love that smile that is only meant for me.

When my reason holds me close,

I get butterflies on what comes next.

I look him in the eyes,

As my only reason softly kisses me.

My reason watches my blush,

I feel like a feather with wings.

I whisper in my darling reason's ear,

Everytime i kiss you i feel like flying