Earth, June 13, 2021.

Dear rescuer,
           My deceased heart is here
this day, to give you a black white message.Please lend me your attention for a second; will you?

          In the company of heavens, my thoughts race on the field of sky.
The sun smiles to me in dozens.
My lips retaliate with a cry,
you know why? I'm ungrateful .

         In the company of the moon,
my tears shine so bright.
Beating time at noon
while blocking the light,
my eyes shake hands with darkness.

          In sight, all my stars are visible,
only you, are blur.
When happy days were invicible,
you once made my days clear.

          When I had disease,
you were my casual therapist.
When my soul wasn't at ease,
you stood by me until I had back my personal therepist.

          In day dream, I see you as clouds.
I want to try as much
as I can, to keep you.
I take a chair, stand on to be closer; wearing my favorite blouse.
I tiptoe as my strength pushes me, no avail; "Is that all I can do?"

          The more I try, the more
you drift higher.
I use a ladder yet It
never reaches.
I cry in the chest of dessert,
call me liar.
The sand hugs me,a gesture humanity teaches.

           Unable to touch you
just like clouds,
I stare as you move
heading your way.
That's how clouds walk away.

          Guilt slaps me every new day.
You appear for me to see you. Forever will I be indebted to you
because every time I see clouds,
it reminds me of you.

      Signed with love
Yours truly,
~Smallie~.