Mesmerizing is the sky,
how amazing is your shy.
Lucky are the wings that touch you high,
everytime I gaze at you, I wish I'd fly.

When you pour; is it tears of joy,
or I wonder do you really cry.
That sparkle of you at night,
has stares from every eye.

To sun can you deny,
the moon you do rely,
The sand can you leave it dry,
to stars can you say goodbye.

© aazmao