Stamp of my love

Balcony wish

I'll never say to stay
In five-star
But any hillside
Gazing spread horizon,
Yellow sunshine
Peeping from there
The sky is pouring
The glory,
I would stay here
Holding your hand for hours.

No gift from you
But have to grab
Something in your eyes,
For a new day,
Filled with the fire
In the soul and
The calmness of the
Magical surface
Which wished for
In balcony Last night.