a single greeting from you
puts a curved on my lips.it's so simple, i know.
but you've got me whipped.
sometimes it makes me feel blue.
at some point i get tired.but giving up isn't a clue
for something i admired.this is a letter from afar,
though i'm a thousand miles
i'm just always here.i hope that you always wear your smile
'cause it's more priceless than a golden bar.and i wish upon a star
on this rainy night,
that you're safe from where you are.i said that i understand,
but it doesn't mean i don't care.i don't just want you to stop,
i know we have priorities in life.be stronger to the battle you fight.
i know you are brave enough.
don't feel the burden from what i have said.
i don't expect in return— the intention is pure.
be happy there in Saturn.
a favor, don't abuse your system.
never and ever hurt yourself.
hey, i'll wait 'till your spaceship returns.
before i abort this suicidal mission:
if i were given the chance to land on the moon,
or dive to the deep blue ocean.i'll touch your soul in the dark line.
you're such a headache, alien.
YOU ARE READING
ain't first, ain't last
Poetryto be one's saturn. [old poetry collection for someone we could never have]