What is love?

This fire in my soul? What is it?

*A constant question whispered, a truth untold. Why must he offer, his heart laid bare for you.

For your touch, your smile, beyond compare.

You, his angel, a celestial grace, melting the frost, leaving no trace of the coldness that once held him tight, replaced by your warmth

batched in your light.

'I am foolish' Lilia thought as he stared at the stars above them, a heart untaught to love, to give, a lesson sought. Yet here he is, in this starlit night, head on your lap, bathed in your light.

A thousand stars, a celestial seam reflecting the love you gave to him. And though he know not the meaning of love, he'll do everything for you.