There are stars that light the sky,
But all eyes seek the moon up high.

Gardens bloom with countless trees,
Yet flowers steal the hearts with ease.

Just like that, the world is wide,
But in this crowd, with none to hide—
My eyes, they find but only you,
In every face, in every view.

Though many men may catch one’s gaze,
My heart looks yours in silent praise.

And do you know the reason why?
Because—
You are love’s first breeze that ever blew.