She was beautiful, I would say everyday. She was magic and I would explain, “You are like morning freshness, like dewdrops on leaves. Like the little yellow floral dress with flowing skirt, the pink hat, the white pearl necklace. Like the smell of little roses, the fragrance of lilies, the beauty of orchids. As pretty as the sky, as flowing as the seas. Your breath is so warm, your touch is so soft. You walk like a wish on someone’s praying ground. You heal a heart like a shooting star on a dark night. You are a daydream and I am dreamer. You are sunset and I am a lover. You are so much like life, so much like a gift. You are so much like spring. You are so much like magic.” and she would just smile and disappear for her next season.
— BINI //She is spring, my favorite season is spring