Once in a dream
I inhaled the night sky
Becoming one
With its hue

I replaced every star
With a sigh

All except for the ones
That reminded me of you

I then kept
Just enough of the sun
To torture it till Jun

Planting six seeds
For my lover

And grew them under
The pink moon

do you remember yourselves?
do you recall your arrogance?
ah,it was yours!?-
we were a species of non-human-

there to increase your wealth..
your beauty enhanced,
were you the law
of a proud land-!

but you got what you deserved?
a little bird has told such
and it came from the core-
your own hand..!