If you were a lost butterfly I would be a super wasp, escorting you to the far reach horizon.
If you were the skimmy milk I would be the bitter coffee, messing with you like a latte.
If you were the papered origami I would be the colorful jar, containing every piece of you in my part.
I want you to be my side like piglet and pooh.
I promise you to take you to my favorite places.
I would wipe off your tears with my finger when you cry after telling me the stories.
I would sing for you till my voice becomes groan when you alone.
Light without darkness is no fun
Ukulele without strings is plain and monotonous
I without you is motionless