I want to paint the dream I had last night.

If I could remember everything correctly,

I remember standing in front of the moon-lit night sky.

As the lunar diamonds sparkled like the rings on your fingers.

I pulled out my painting materials and

I set up the canvas.

As I opened my case,

I remembered the last thing I saw before I woke up.

As I finished painting the background,

I remember the strokes of the brush,

Replicating only your beauty.

If only I could have been able to bring to life

Your wisdom and everything with it.

When I stepped back from my masterpiece,

I saw the sapphires that stared back at me

I saw the fiery crown that swayed back and forth

In the breeze…

And I…

Well, I don’t know what I would do.

But I do want to get to know you more.