Let the stars
Convey the enigmatic stories
Of the king,
And let it be known by the
Whole philouran.

they say I'm
not a lover anymore.

how can I not be a lover
when I'm deeply in love with the words I carry.

how can I not be a lover
when I'm passionately in love with my dreams.

how can I not be a lover
when I'm an intense philouran?.

how can I not?.

I have been
a lover whole my life,
is it that important
that it should be living one.

nobody answers.

never,
ever,
anyone have
said,
to be a lover
we need
mates.

of all, I have cried,
yelled,
squealed,
its the moon,
stars,
dreams,
and words,
replied me
calmly.

I'm not cruel.
and only stars and moon
knows my subtleness.

for the whole of my life,
I will be a lover
caring enigmatic
stories.

stay with me
forever:
dreams,
moon,
and stars,
words
and the sky.

just be my love.