Loke is resting on Lucy's lap after saving her from bandits though getting injured and accomplished the mission.

He was making a poetry for lucy while sleeping on Lucy's warm lap

Having drained all my magic to protect Lucy

In a state to be in her arms while laying on her lap

With a dry mouth and chapped lips

I still whispered her beautiful name

Lucy

At night I had dreams of my sunflower danced around me

Sleepless night while watching the stars became my best friend

Imaging Lucy follow me to wanderlust

Loving her was like gazing at the sky full of stars

my regulus stars shine is nothing against the shine of her blond hair

Even though seen her in need me

But within fear, it might might get dark and never see the sun again.

Loving her was like finding a sunflower blossoming garden

Then taking the beauty who blossmed among all.

my lucy my master

I knew we'd never last

But my lucy my sunflower fit perfectly to bloom among the flowers

I wanted to pretend that just for a moment

For a small fraction of time; that I meant something to her

Pretend that she wouldn't slip through a trap door

That would lead her to someone else's backyard

Where she would meet the beginning of the rainbow

Pretend that she'd follow me to the end instead of searching for the end of the rainbow

Pretend that when I turn around she wasn't in someone else's arms

Reality sets in and I miss her arms around me

loke's poetry for Lucy