To whom I think I might be attracted to
Too far
Too gone
Too blur
Too damned fine
Reaching for the not possible flower
Blossom and rotten at the same, exact moment
Let it die
in the summer and spring
Never be
in the winter and fall
Hail to the sun
The lost kingdom in the soul
Will I try once more?
The moon keep on watching
The stars are falling
The sky are apart
Too late, honey
Time might kill us all
