Every beholder have their own flowers every shooters have their own target.

It's you, for me.

If you are ship, I can be an ocean.

You are the focus person

And my eyes can hold the role of of the focus light.

If I climbed up on the, you are my beautiful scene.

I'm shove toward you, as like the sunflower.

You are the moonlith and ray's for me.

You are mine chapter and melody of my truth. And sources of my charity.

Everyone plays characters on earth

And you are the beauty of mine nature.

You are the soul of my life.