My curtains blowing on a windy day

Rising up like a flying cage of honey

Sniffing and snuffling in between

Climbing on the walls to feel the crown

With my eyes closed, ears wide open,

I just sauntered into that flying cage

Now I can see and hear you whistling

You are humming for me and me alone,

While your hands are holding me sweetly

And making me feel your warm touch.