Manonton Dalan (virginia, usa)

i am looking at rising; so nice
hoping to see your pretty eyes
reflecting on the face of the moon
watching over my very quiet room

if i could hear your hymns' melody
i would certainly respond in symphony
and ask goddess of breeze to bring
sweetness of flowers; blooms of spring

many ears pretend to be deaf a lot
not so, lips are just humble mat
cradling your stories in safe canopy
to be unraveled, cheerish in other day

whisper; leaves will move gently
feeling your heart beats patiently
and when you scream, some will fall
softly leaving marks on your soul

as darkness embrace the mighty light
hiding the beautiful robin's flight
don't be so sad; you'll get a surprise
from moonrise cause you're very nice