• If I could do one thing
    before my soul departs
    I would take down all the stars
    and line them around your neck
    I would bring down the moon
    make it your headdress
    I would steal the night's veil
    and drape it upon your breast
    I would capture the sun
    inject it's essence into your eye's
    If I could do only this
    before I die
    I think I would survive