Will you be my apple and I will be your little apple seed?
Will you be my giant oak and I will be your tiny bonsai tree?
Will you be my great big sun, hot and unwavering in the sky? If you will I promise you, I will be your expanse of bright blue to frame you as you lie
Will you be my field of green, cool and crisp and fresh, if you will I will be the brightest buttercup that knows you best.
Will you be my roaring stream, fast and strong and true? If you will I will be the sturdy riverbed that eternally supports you.
Will you be my galaxy flashing bright and glowing with a billion stars, if you will I promise to be your Jupiter, Pluto and Mars.