My special one

Sky will decorate its stars

for your eyes.

Night will willingly

hand her lanterns to the passers-by 

for you to return.

I will sacrifice the poetry

in honor of your steps.

I will arrange flower petals on the ground

in honor of your emotion.

I will clean up the house

in the hope of your sparkling eyes.

I will exchange the curtains for recording the moments of being with you.

I will make the stars invite the Earth to a party.

Just tell me

that you will come and you will stay.

Wipeout from the canvas

this waiting.

Let me

draw

the breathtaking moment of being with you

in a new painting.

Time’s up.

This is the last act. 

My special one,

remain the actor of this play.