Profile

The morning sun shines in, reflecting off your profile.
In the light of the sun, your eyes glisten, and your pale face turns red.
I want to keep looking at your profile, to make it mine alone.
Such desires well up inside me.
I don’t know how to express this,
But this feeling isn’t one that can be simply put into words.
I just want to possess your profile.
The face full of love when I think of the one I adore,
There’s a beauty in it that makes me want to offer a prayer.
And that beauty, I believe, is one of the most precious things.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget that expression.
It feels like it could last forever, or like it could be just a fleeting moment.
But until the day you show that profile to someone else,
I want to keep it all to myself.