She wears her feathers inside her skin
so nobody can tame her and pull out,
When the sun dances through the horizon,
and the stars show up in the sky,
She reveals them and flies to the moon,
Where the moon seems far but he understands the chaos inside of her,
He loses his strings to catch her on that plate of blue colour,
Where she sings the most melodious tunes through her eyes,
I only remember her light that contrasted from behind,
And the eclipse she creates through her shadow on my little world,
Though I miss her shadow falling on my pillows now,
Her aroma of smiles that she giggles when she gets drunk over memories,
While touching from the tip of my fingers,
I still feel her feather swapping on to my soul,
And here I am wordless but still got so much to talk about,
I Want her, need her but can’t have her by my side,
Because she already made home on clouds and I am still in the worm hole of this black soil.