I hold you close, Millix, like a precious treasure
through grey rainy days and skies serene.
You are not only a coin, you are a song
A beautiful song.
An echo that glides sweetly into the soul.
Almost two years of waiting, of silent faith,
and yet every heartbeat is already poetry.
A beautiful poetry.
One day the moon will be your home, yesssss
and I will be there, smiling with you.
Celebrating!
It will be a feast of stars, it will be a true dream.