I won't pretend that this is a Sonnet
14 lines are not enough
And my patterns couldn't be more erratic
I am just. Honestly. Trying my luck
I am a sloppy clumsy kid
I easily stutter and stumble
My silly foot versus the earth
And I also get easily lost
With your moon eyes
And heavenly smile
Share a plate and a piece of cake
Bury me in fractions
You burn me by thousands
Of chemical reactions
