Peritectic

She broke the vase,

To hist,

Needs and desires,

Clumsy feelings aspired,

Neglecting reality,

And she wanted my shoulder,

To cry,

Cry the sadness out.

Thus, blooming days,

And her Feline face,

I adore,

I protect, 

And she wanted me to lose my arm.

We sang a song,

I sang the chorus and she sang the verse,

Our voice send notes to another planets,

And planets start dancing.

Spinning around,

Turning around,

They danced till they lost their consciousness.

Stars joined as back dancers,

When the moon looked shy,

I held her and spinned her until she fell in my arms again.

And I wished to exhale after the sun rays tickled her blushy skin.