I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
I never dreamed the poem so deep,
The poem so dark, so long my sleep.
My exam is near, I am finish.
it’s so deep… hmmm