I cannot ask the wind and rain to stop tearing down our mountains
And I cannot ask for the fire to cease burning in the sky
I cannot ask the lovely birds to sing sweeter than any other
I’ve met, For all their efforts are simply demurred
For none can sing sweeter than Juliette
But I would walk to the ends of Earth standing tip-toe on the line
And reach up for the invisible stars, If you would be my Valentine ♥-submitted by specificallyasian