I talk to time:
Fly slowly
Needs much of courage
To think that I'm in your mind
The saddest part is
That you don't read this poem
& it's entirly for you
At 11:29 I gaze at moon
Realize that angles sent me their grace
The good part is that nothing can countract me from loving
& you can't keep your eyes opening
In front of the light of my love
The more love I send,
The greater I feel
That I'm loved