he sat in the trees
the golden sunlight fell through the leaves and onto his stunning features
he smiled softly in the warmth of the springtime sun,
knowing that the most lovely of days were to arrive
he was like them
he was the soft breeze that tickled your skin
he was the flowers that bloomed with vivid colors,
and the dewey grass in the morning
he was everything and anything
the metallic glow of his hair in the midday sun
the moon that rose from the deep blues and purples
the stars that you wished upon
and he was, in every way, the most beautiful person to exist
"seito?" you speak
he turns to your voice, and his smile is not a smile, but
pearls,
and life
and love.
he does not answer, as there is no need to
with a simple gesture you follow his command, crunching small twigs under your feet as he beams.
you sit down, and he wraps an arm around you
you lean into his shoulder, and he lays his head on yours
he is the moon
you are the sun
and
You Are In Love.