Author is died .

The day my eyes stopped 

at your smile ,

The day my mind stopped  

at your style ,

I recognized love ❤

So don't write outside that rule , 

after the moon goes down .

Why  parables are of the greatest lovers in history for us?

Why romantic celebration of love for us ?

Let it be know that the spring is over ..... 

But don't erase the memories left in my heart about  my moon 

But tell to the every birds .......

Love is born in my heart like the stars in the endless sky ....

Tell her to go move on  the hopes 

Don't say anything else

Some day my moon will know 

That my heart is an empty sky full of mucus ......