I like your first modern poem.

I love you like snowflakes in winter,

When you gradually walk into this loneliness,

My heart seems to understand your eyes,

You sing in my head tonight,

I want to be near your window, beside you,

Pretending never to lose sleep or fantasize,

The wind wandered with me in the moonlight,

I saw far away and got hurt from then on.

Cann't see through those pasts,

In fact, all this has become extravagant,

You didn't lean on my shoulder,

I don't know what madness is,

I don't want you wandering,

But please untie me tonight.