The wind has been asking for you;
missing you with a chill,
crying for you with a howl.
Constellations joined to draw a face;
I once unraveled every night.
Your face that I recite
its lines and curves;
what makes it laugh,
and what makes it cry.
The moon stood showing off its charms;
trying to imitate the infatuating you.
Cotton clouds softly,
and with grace;
crafted your name,
and engraved it in a night sky
with the blushing moonlight
that once cuddled us
in a world of love and war.
Tear it apart xD.. I would love listening to all the pieces of advice and criticism. Thank you!