The sheets blew by the wind
Covered the skies with a
pitch black like colour; and
The eyes of a woman flutter
open; emitting the greatest
Light mankind had ever seen,
She was little and a bit distant

And Most of them never payed
any attention to the existence
of her beauty; until a curious
Man lifted his sight, looking at
twinkling bodies and settling
His sight to the little celestial
Object lying quietly against the
Darkening cloth of the night;
None of his words could ever
Reach her ears neither of hers,
His hands failed to touch her,
Distance was the enemy and
also how they were created.

The man was blinded by the
kind of spectrum as she tries to
Send words of her adoration
To a mere mortal longing for
The love she could never return