Beautiful, odd creature.
It is impossible for me to ignore you.
My eyes are linked to your colors.
Your buzz is right behind my ears.
My mind translate your sounds to music.
Your music paints my life.
Although all those vigorous concentration tries
my attention ends up moving with your flights.
The iridescent color of your body,
the sutil but sharp sound of your perfect wings.
I could spend my life analyzing your weird nature.
Let me discover you.
Make my song sweeter.
Underrated mind,
otherwordly midge,
take me to your path.
Show me where you live.
And when you let me in,
my pencil will not be the same again,
and a sweet trace will be made.
No more paper, no more sheets.
The moon will be my notebook
and I promise not to leave.
