you...

you, — my dearest dream,

the one that makes

my physiognomy to be

simultaneously wild and

precious next to you,

what kind of plan

do you have tomorrow,

and how do you intend

to transform me, and in

what kind of language

you'd gonna talk to me,

because mine will be set

in deep blue dialect, as

you, forever to percept me

a gift of love omnipotent