I'LL BE YOUR SUNFLOWER

When I sit by the sacred river, all my thoughts are of you. I see your hair in the wind as I stare at the flow of the water. I see your mesmerizing smile as the purity of the river, and when it's raining, I see the drops of your tears. In the flowers, I see the softness of your eyes, and when you're shy, they remind me of your crimson ears. I dream of being the cause of your laughs. I dream of being the one keeping you calm. I wish you would love me the same way I do. Like the sunflower, every time the sun makes it to dawn— either I'll bloom to you, or no one.