A breeze of petals dances on the page,
Where skies wear blush and laughter lingers bright.
Soft eyes that shimmer, wide and unafraid,
Hold endless summers tinged with morning light.

Their ribbons flutter, caught by fleeting winds,
As golden hours bloom across the scene.
The past feels close, yet gently out of reach,
A memory that hums in pastel sheen.

Each stroke a hymn to tenderness refined—
A fleeting glance, a hand that brushes near.
In quiet hues, the heart’s small truths unwind,
Invoking joy and bittersweet sincere.

Oh, Naru's world, where time dissolves to grace,
And love resides in every wistful trace.