My Love Language- Writing You

The world I craft for you

Is silent, comforting and beautiful

You'll have flowers that smells of peace

A forest of desires with streams of dreams

Animals and birds of your choice

And humans by a wild chance

You can paint anywhere,

The sky can be yellow and the sun can be pink,

The grass will be purple

Your brush strokes and they supple

The mountains sing and the oceans laugh

The trees will take you for the longest walk

We have no language here

Of course the expression matters

There'll be this sacred tulips at the core

One of my two horcruxes

And the other one will be within you

With the brightest hue

The world I craft for you

Is silent, comforting and beautiful

Don't worry, I won't be there

And I'll appear once you cast this magic spell

Just call me by your name