girl's poem

So many stars in the sky and even if they were all my eyes I wouldn't be able to look at him enough. So many branches in the highlands and even if they were all my hands I wouldn't be able to hug him enough. So many springs on this earth and even if all would give their murmur, I wouldn't be able to sing to him so. So many birds in the world and even if all turn into girls there wouldn't be enough for him, though. So many rocks on the ground and even if all of them on my chest lain it wouldn't match the half of this pain.