Love That Waked: When For The First Time I Grabbed The Love!
Hush, like this mid night's surprise, for love has waked
Sprouted its flower, the defying thorns in me
Thus gave sensitive pains for my thoughts they embraced
With and now dissolved with her in that night sublime.1
Beauty wakes from her sweet, cherubic countenance,
Her dark, soft and a long hairy band unfurls
In the wind, that fairness where grandeur loves to trace,
In an adorable way, shines her eyes' petals.2
Moonlight smiles poured from her very special lips,
An heavenly aura, encircled her sweet moves,
The starry studs pressed her lovable ears' ...