My Dream Myths

The stars far shining lights me up! Counting together within your polished eyes. The moon shows the white dirt on dark skies, Twinkling because of your smile my divine. I'll be praising you until my soul is fulfilled, And soul should leave while keeping me dreaming. Cool beams of the moon should land onto your eyes, Thy beauty their glints, Oh my holy! When the ocean waves below the sun are glassy, There on the beach a warmth loo drain into me. Just as your glory stares with your watery eyes, Why everytime I fell for you my heavenly?