Besides

Sparrow : Can we be, and sit besides? Can we share, and feel besides?

Rose : So let us see life as it passes by, together quietly. Of course, we can.

Sparrow : Such a beauty of a rose, can I nought be he?

Rose : Feeleth thy same way, of can I nought be she?

Sparrow : So let us dance with life, see where it goes.

Rose : He remain as he is, yet longs to be she, as he nought seen her scars, as he nought seen her pain, though seen he all of himself, beauty and beast he, though he sees beauty of she, thus his beast dissolves in she, though he nought knows, why he a beast?