Ill bring down the sky,
give you the stars and the moon,
are the common lines,
can I actually give you the moon?
maybe not,
yet I know
we can run in the beach
with much delight,
we can sit in the sand,
hug each other with much love,
wait till the sunsets,
having our hearts connect,
my lips touching yours
is a great link,
listen to the wind sing,
observed the waves dance,
can I actually go as far
as to touch a star?
Maybe not,
but I can open the door,
cover you with my jacket,
when you grow cold,
lay down on puddles,
so there would not be
no signs of mud,
can offer you
a fresh flower every day,
not a signer,
but to your window
I can serenade,
can shout in the streets
I love this women
cause she gave life to me,
can deliver roses and say
I love you just for been another day,
not waiting for your birthday
or valentines day,
how heavy is the sky?
Maybe I am not muscular enough
to pull it down,
yet I can create words,
insert your dreams,
hold your hand all the day,
think about you 24 hours a day,
to your bedroom I can deliver breakfast,
hold you on my arms,
we can watch the stars, moon, sky,
I cant bring them down,
because in front of me
all this components are mixed
in your beauty,
why would I want the constellations
and great things,
if I have the best thing
anyone can ever have,
in front of me,
that’s you,
unknown women,
shattering the beauty
of the moon and stars
-che