Forever and always, my love.

Your complexion exudes a peach-like radiance, and the purest hope of spring blossoms in your daffodil-like flowers.

The sound of your name, Isaiah, makes my hungry heart jump like a wolf. It rises to your cello-like voice.

The dusk soars in like a magnificent robin's wing.

Your beanie, which I hug close to my heart and take into the dusk of starry rays, comforts me.

I hope I can wipe away your honey-colored tears.

I remember your smile when I took my eyes off of yours.

I listen for the last spring splash amid the silence.

Time slows down to listen to the symphony of our laughter, lost in our happiness.

And in the quiet, our spirits harmonize as our hearts synchronize.