Tell me, Itoshii Hito, what is it like to lie with the stars?
For surely no light is as bright as your eyes,
Caressing the earth from the warmth of the skies.
Tell me, Itoshii Hito, what is it like to swim through a cloud?
For surely no air is as warm as your heart,
Loving in ways only you can impart.
Tell me, Itoshii Hito, what is it like to dance on the waves?
For surely no others survive in the deep,
Lulling and rocking white horses to sleep.
Tell me, Itoshii Hito, whatever possessed me to let you go?
You'll never realize how I love you so...
A/N: Itoshii Hito means 'My Beloved' in Japanese. This poem is nothing compared to him...