Let the pitter patter of rain applaud our summer slow dances as I run my fingers through your frizzy Halo hair.

And you, the queen of all things good, bring joy to the stars with your infinite kindness and your unmatched beauty.

And I, the king of confidence, could not have taken the throne if not for the flower crown you placed upon my head.

So let the water we dance by reflect the stars we have painted, and dance only together, and dance only forever.