I told them if I date you. But they ask, how can it be? Because we never look together
I answer
'I date him in my pages Me as myself And him as my word He took me into the sky Buy me an ice cream We ride the stars This is me The one who was falling But I enjoy my date'
Rainy day It sounds like blossom flowers Remind grace for me A perfect time to write you a poetry Accompanied by rainfall and petrichor With hot chocolate on my desk And you in my pages