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
