Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Your charm represents so much
to my existence.
To look at eyes of pure emerald,
smiles full of joy, green joy,
You grow more and more beautiful.
Your beauty is enchantment itself:
it seems like sunny mornings
yet with luminous stars,
blue and green tenderness,
sky becoming heaven.
In your presence,
I feel more than happy,
flight and dream, seduction.
Day and night are playthings of joy,
freshness of the light morning sea-wind,
in charming turquoise mountains.
You’re an illuminated dream,
sparking with life,
flowing into pure life and poetry.