All I see is that little picture
It holds me close to youÖ
You the voice and words of nether
Beyond the touch of fantasyís hue
I often wonder how you feel,
in rhythm of the lovers dual
Those lips of rose petal sweetness,
without their press, a death so cruel
I kiss the image, my distant heart dream,
This glass restrains your sweet imbue
And still I feel your loverís passion,
behind the hardness of a cursed tube
Do you think of sinful kisses?
When lips will cross the space to you
Do you dream of celestial visions,
Polaris winks a subtle loverís clue!
There stands a place beyond horizons,
where a winter and summer dance ensues
There lives the light of a poets lover,
who writes of distant kisses for you
This is absolutely devine...I bow to you, well done
Love is the life of the soul...
It is the harmony of the universe