A world was seen once, where all the flowers were gone,
That you walked in to my life, one flower was born.
And on the sand such softness I could feel,
That a slab of exquisite marble could never be.
A star that was painfully away,
Now for you, I cradle that star.
The touch of your words that to my heart went,
After all this time I can smell the sweet scent.
My desire to serve you is much you can see,
Like the confine; of an unending see,
The land looks at the sky and think it is too high to reach,
But I'll even travel with the sky; if to me you perch.