Vir Meus

Charming winsome smile,

Small beady eyes,

Beard like an artichoke,

with dry shriveled jaws,

Bald as a Greek monk,

Compact but dominant,

You leave me in a daze,

Do you see,

The glamour of our love,

every single day?

Don't you see,

Thou' full of love,

So let the symphony play at dawn,

Like a moth drawn into flames,

My love burns like a living coal in thy soul,

Take me with thee,

In your heart,

You cooped me up with love,

Kept me in a trance,

Iam binded to you,

Like glue Iam stuck.

Oh!, thy eyes are stars in the night,

Dark as pitch,

An ocean of wonder,

Awake my love,

and see the beauty of our love,

like Roses drifting in breeze,

Our affection is beautiful,

Beautiful as the bough of the myrobalan,

It does not conform,

It has no form,

Striking like red petals on roses,

Pure as snow.

Let me feed thy soul with love,

and dance as men in a swarm of hornets as the music plays to our rhythm,

Iam lost in those eyes like lightening in sullen cold,

My love is steadfast sun,

You stride in elegance,

Like the night of unclouded milieu,

bespangled and glittering sky,

Laughter's rich as woodland thunder.

A basium,

Humid insignia of true love,

Da mi basha mille,

Iam lost in those eyes

Like autumn leaves when North breeze rage,

Your fingers send shivers through my body

Like a withered moss,

As my sensualitas whets,

His leporem and corporis attracts me,

Amor vincit Omnia.