I love your squint eyes and golden mane, your amusing smile and clumsy motions. I wish to be grass under your hooves when you trot across a meadow covered with brilliant dew. I wish to be wind in your wings when you soar up upwards to the bottomless blue sky. I wish to be a soft cloud under your shapely stature when you sleep in evening beams of the sun. I love you Derpy.
Anon.