I admire this mellowed grape
Attached into this sturdy tree
Cant reach it because its high
its already riped but I'm just a child

I love to watch this distant star
dancing with the moon in the sky
I still admire it even you are afar
keeping my notes - I write I cry

I wrote about this royal violet
This gentle grape it's my bet
Hear the pump the swords are sheath
Feel the lump and words go beat

I'll take all my courage to confess you
Really cared feelings is nothing new


© lune