Our universe

Your eyes-two moons in our space
My body-the only planet of the universe
The moons circle the axis
Searching through for the world's navel
Your hands-the trees on the planet
It's wrapped around with the branches-your fingers
Which brush lightly my body
Shaky and sensitive is the
Breath of fresh air
Blowing through the trees
It raises into air
Every single little flower
The trees
Are those ones which
Have covered the planet
Just like the Man
Has loved the Woman