Write me many, many pages, at least fourteen. On both sides.
Write me about what you love? I know some love is left for me, in corners of your heart.
I have never listened your stories. I made a sin.
Eyes. Tell me about your eyes.
I see distance in mine, destiny in yours.
Write me many, many poetries, at least one.
In reward, i will show you the moon, brighter than many ever see.
Write me many, many letters, at least long enough to keep me awake. On us.
I will picture the first time i saw you. A shade of pink on your skin. Glint in your eyes. Tenderness on your lips.
And, my name in your words.