Wow! in this aqua marine hue
Thy grace and beauty, bond in blue
This truly is thy traditional attire I guess
That spells the charm in you O! Poetess
Lithe and lissome layered in a dress
That tucks at thee, my lovely princess
In the blues thee bloom, soft and taut
Thy beauty is beyond what the lens had caught
Even the ‘Thorns' bloom like buds with thee
Thy lips are magical as a kiss can be
Thy touch just heals the wounded thorn
Such life is worth dying and be reborn!
So I write on thy beauty with taste and passion
As thou entwine my world in thy fashion...
Thy soft touch and grace is like a tot of wine
To wrap thy grace like an entwined vine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem