You stole half of the moon’s smile- other above your chin. It was brighter than one beneath winter themed atmosphere. I told stars about you- how you were so gentle with thorns planted on palm my hands. Holding them bound to hurt but never let go and even took dance. Sharp thin old- it prickled all fingers none broke. famous gallant that angles elegance turned their backs clouds where they usually feel safe sound. They went risking balance- just gossip stars. say look smile is enough proved wrong now gods aren’t able hold back. The sky would be same again. Now every heavenly body knows who are. thanked me for life. lucky have met light