Maple Story poem

I lie on the ground,
and stare into space,
the stars start to move,
into the shape of a mushroom.

I see you there now,
looking down at me,
with that cute little smile,
that I like to see.

You say "click on me",
"That it, it's Maple story."
just you and me.
Alone at last with glory.

We start killing monsters now and then,
Slaughtering them one by one,
Using my shield to defend,
I can't believe I finally won.

We make items through the night,
Inside this little maple store,
then I hold you while thinking,
I could want nothing more.

Oh I wish I could be,
in that one special place,
as I lie on ground.
and I stare into space.

The Stars start to move,
making the shape of maple story.
That's all I want to see.