Can You Draw Her? (A Dream Of True Love) Poem by Wasan H Ibrahim

Can you draw her?
A princess comes out of dreams,
With her angelic face,
Her golden locks and colorful laces;
As if she were the sister of the stars,
But more glittery and unique afar,
The light that brightens in the heart of the dark.
The balmy breeze courts her lovely cheeks,
And so, make the painting as real as to speak.

Can you draw her?
A princess comes out of dreams,
With her ivory body,
So beautiful, so lofty,
Decorated with a natural dress,
A mixture of earth, water, air, and fire,
And give the body an Elysian soul,
Overwhelming higher and higher,
With her Lillie-color ascendant, as purity is white
To appear as a bride in her wedding night.

Can you draw her?
A princess comes out of dreams,
With her heart,
Who only true love can invite,
And her glamorous, gorgeous eyes,
Like the imperial Topaz roving every, every night
Searching for love, left and right,
To infuse her a soul and out of stillness she can rise,
She implores the brush that creatively paints
With the magic of your inspirational sense:
''Come my love…overwhelm my heart and give me life.''
To be enlivened and out of the painting she can move.