He is the perpetual star in my soul.

The reason that love is revered.

Light in my sky, fired within my heart.

He speaks ever so gently in my eyes,

only for me to respond with such utter simplicity.

It's embarassing to even speak to him without feeling less than his level.

Suppose eventually I will make it to his level, what then?

What'll happen to us when that level is reached?

Will we still have the spark, or will the light die out?