sleeves Sitting on the end of the moon quietly and I'm looking at your long eyelashes. Surely, it's the thought of God, I feel the heavenly place with happiness. You don't notice yet what I consider of you. You've taken a nap unawares. I tear the little clouds over my head and make your pillow, so good night. Now, you are in your gently dream. Sleeping face looks like a child. I've taken a nap, together. Sitting on the end of the moon quietly and I'm looking at your long eyelashes. The sleeves of a shooting star, I catch the tail and whisper about my wish secretly. Copyright (c) gotoisamu All rights reserved.