If I could write down the moon, 
I would set it by you to bask in your radiance. 
If I could recall the stars, 
I'd raise your eyes to illuminate the night. 
If I could smooth the seas, 
They would be tsunami to your fur. 
If I could silence bees, 
They would still gyrate to your soft purr. 

Ever fading -- it would seem, 
This, the lioness of my dreams.