The Red Balloon

When my heart,
Completed beating,
Three Years,
Two Months,
One day;
An evening,
A red balloon landed,
On a red rose near me;
And before I could,
Catch it,
The rose thorns,
Kissed it;
And exploded,
A girl’s heart,
Which had taken,
The balloons form;
And had exactly beat,
Flying towards me,
Three Years,
Two Months,
One day.