You are to me What the stars are to the skyΒ Β If my life is a river You are my eternal flow of Nile
My heart is a garden And you are its only flower Forever blooming as if the season was spring Never to fade even in the harshest of the days
In the cold, rough winds of winter You are the one who provides my soul the warmth No constellation or Galaxy ever so brightΒ Β The sun is just a mere reflection of your charm