The Blue Moon floating in your sleepy eyes,
And the pink sun entered in your orange lips,
warm holes pulling me towards your past memories,
While the whole world facing the elapse below your nose tip;
Even my Shadow swallowed by your deepest black hole,
And the magnifying lens over your chest that focusing on the entire galaxy and pouring the liquid milky way within itself,
When tried to reach heaven through my leathery telescopic
Where I found the subtlest brine across all macrocosm.