MY DEAR

I wonder if you'd allow me to call you "my dear"? and to be a star that no other star can approach. Of all the flowers, all the eyes, all the smiles, you alone are my dear.

I wonder if you'd like me to call you "my dear," and to rejoice in your eyes, shining like green lapis lazuli, illuminating the space like a flock of silver birds and butterflies.

I wonder if you'd like me to call you "my dear," to chant your name among all names, and to bathe in your light after a long, strange darkness.