Please I like the rhyme of your Tibetan poems.

I like you.

I invited the bright moon to pour out her heart,

I am dizzy with joy;

Singing, dancing, spreading your wings and flying,

You are a mountain, and I am an eagle.

I like you [woman to man]

I invited the bright moon to pour out her heart,

I am dizzy with joy;

Singing, dancing, spreading your wings and flying,

You are the mountain, and I am the warbler. [

Notes; Three sentences and four sentences. Sing and dance, let's fly together. I would like to be an eagle/warbler, flying in your vast heart and never flying out of your palm.