A self-decalred poem

Fly me to the moon,

And also to the sun and stars,

Show me how it is like to be in the sky,

Or together lets watch the spring of Mars, 

The sunset at Jupiter,  and the flowers of Venus.

Let’s make a round around Saturn,

And then watch the birth of the rain.

Towards the twilight,

If the humidity is dense and hot,

Shall we also go and taste the cloud?

Oh baby, I would want to play with the foam of the cumulus cloud,

Would you collect some for me? 

I want the mixture of all clouds including the gray, 

Or baby did you just say angle lives in the cloud? 

Oh yes, baby you said that, 

So, we are going to go and see the angles.  

Opps, I am forgetting to pick my dress, 

Baby, can i just pick that maroon robe you brought me the last valentine, 

Or would that be not warmer?

No, no. I won't be cold because i have you, 

Who will me glow and warm,

When I go around making a snowball for you.

Into the dusk, 

I will hold your hand while we go to snap the star in close, 

Or baby shall we spend one more night

For I really want to trying wearing the rainbow.