Wishes in the Sheets

Fill up the sheets
The warmth of our skin when it meets
Circle the sun
We are reminded each month
Fill up the sheets
With words and songs but we feel incomplete
Our day in the sun
Something went wrong the bleeding begun
We played our songs
But they must not be the right ones
The mums are in bloom
There is an emptiness in this womb
We fill up the sheets
The warmth of our skin when it meets
Wishes in the sheets
Wishes in the sheets
Wishes in the sheets
Wishes in the sheets