Waves, the words of those untiring seas
Writing an endless poetry in your beauty’s praise.
Stars, the night earth’s replacement for birds
In your blanket to match hues in your soporific eyes
Breeze, the partner for the moonlight at this hour
at ball dance which music conducts in your honor.
Lark and nightingales, the singers of lullabies for world
by your side to take notes of your sleepy blabberings.
Dews, perspiration of green grasses turning blue
due to shameful loss in matching your skins softness.
Myriads of flowers, those born of the copulation
between your breath and fragrance of your hair.
Bringing all these into life
and reflecting them in a tiny dropp of
tears of joy at the corner of my eye,
Your careless whispers in my ears.